DEAR GOD

Now the day is over

And I am still alive

Can't say the same for Georgie

Last night the streets took him and Clive 

What is this world coming to 

People in the hood don't give a damn what they do

Living in Brick City is no game 

Got to keep your eyes on tinted windows 

Might just have a bullet with your name 

Those living in the suburbs 

With their white picket fence 

Paying thousands to their physiatrist 

While I don't have a damn cent

Begging and scraping to make ends meet 

Sleeping in abandon houses

Where the stench is better than the streets 

That's not the way it was supposed to be 

Not for me, Clive or Georgie

But there are millions of people 

In the world like me

Fighting for survival living in the streets.

By

Wilford Barker.