"Im not a bum im a human being "

They look at me like I'm a price of trash
Little do they know we are all the same
I may not have what you have but I shall be on that path
I pray everyday begging god to send me, send me
What I need to get back together
So I won't be labeled as no
Bum when I was put on earth for a reason a reason
I do not know.....

This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world
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