Maybe Tomorrow
The Sun had left the horizon
Far behind when I awoke
To face another pointless day
Being destitute and broke
Got up off my friends sofa
Went and made a cup of tea
Had a look through an old paper
Just to find a place for me
Saw a few that might be ok
But I could never pay the rent
Without job and accommodation
I’ll end up living in a tent
Maybe I could have tried harder
In the classroom years ago
I did not think I’d end up here
How the hell was I to know
I even served my country
But that does not mean a thing
Only when I need some shelter
I can some old mates ring
I don’t want to be a burden
And it fills me up with shame
That I have to seek their help
When they are not to blame
I keep looking on the bright side
At least I still have legs to walk
Unlike some other poor soldiers
Who are too shell shocked to talk
Maybe tomorrow I can beat the Sun
And wait patiently to see her rise
To fill my life with her warm embrace
And her ever changing endless skies
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