Naked
I see him standing there, ripping every piece of clothing off from himself,
I see him standing there naked, I’m feeling ashamed of myself,
I’m drenched in pearls, rubies, and gold,
he’s standing there naked, wet and cold,
I take it for granted, the clothes that I own,
I have friends, family and money, and he is alone,
I feel so ashamed, of it all,
This world is so big, I am so small,
I need to make a difference, now I realize,
I want to take sadness out of somebody’s eyes,
all it took was one man, naked and afraid,
to show me the reason I have been made,
so stop standing there feeling prideful and great,
Give some of it up, a good life will await
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