Lost Soul
I watched with wonder as he stood in the cold
Nothing but a spring jacket a poor lost soul
As people went by he asked for change
He was ignored but still remained
His hands were purple his cheeks bright red
I will never forget the next thing he said
I need some change so i can eat
The last time i had something was almost a week
The reply from the young man was get a job
I am not giving you anything you useless slob
Saddened by what i herd i walked over to the man
I smiled and put a ten in his hand
Here sir i said please buy yourself a meal
And pay no attention to how others feel
He smiled and said your so kind
Turned and walked away leaving me his words to rhyme
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