Among The Shadows

The sounds of the owl lurk in the darkness as I sleep
The trees oak limbs look as though they are arms in danger
While the street lights give way to the walking prostitutes
And the bums on the street sleep under the dumpster
Where is the shame of humanityÂ
Why can we not help those in need, why can we not see this in daylight
Should we just wait til its too late, and the suicide rises its rate
I found a young man in a ditch and he was not breathing he was dead
No one wants to step up to the alter of the homeless and needy in this world
Among the shadows of time shall the heavens lift unto the sky
And every lost soul shall find shelter in a warm place just waiting
Waiting among the shadows of time
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