The Streets
The Streets
Home to some
Entertainment to others
Bursting with food
Yet i'm still scrounging for food
So many warm buildings,
yet i'm so cold
So many people,
Yet i'm still lonely
I'm hearing the rattling of change,
But it's not near me
A beautifully decorated pavement,
It's a beautifully decorated bed to me
If you see me, say hi
Now the street is warm,
I'm not lonely
And that money? well, it doesn't matter
Care for everyone,
We're not here forever.
This poem is about:
My country
Our world