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Dear homeless man on the side of the street Begging for a dollar, a smile, or a treat I’m sorry I looked away I’m sorry I pretended like I didn’t see you I need to shelter myself from the truth I want to shelter myself from you See I can never be a shelter to you I could tell you there is rest In the shelter of the Most High I just assumed you’re probably high I can’t handle the guilt of greed So I blame you for panhandling Now please let me drive by Before I’m caught up in a drive-by Dear homeless man on the side of the street Begging for a dollar, a smile, or a treat I’m sorry I looked away I’m sorry I pretended like I didn’t see you You’re in my blind spot I cannot see you If I pull up my blinds Then I might spot you So I stay in my dark room Where I picture a world Captured in imagination And developed in reality I stay in my dark room I time travel with a flashback I picture the world in just white I picture the world in just black So I expose the injustice Until it’s black and white Now I see the picture right
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Aug 2, 2016
Aug 2, 2016 at 6:03 PM UTC
Dear Homeless Man
Dear homeless man on the side of the street Begging for a dollar, a smile, or a treat I’m sorry I looked away I’m sorry I pretended like I didn’t see you I need to shelter myself from the truth I want to shelter myself from you See I can never be a shelter to you I could tell you there is rest In the shelter of the Most High I just assumed you’re probably high I can’t handle the guilt of greed So I blame you for panhandling Now please let me drive by Before I’m caught up in a drive-by Dear homeless man on the side of the street Begging for a dollar, a smile, or a treat I’m sorry I looked away I’m sorry I pretended like I didn’t see you You’re in my blind spot I cannot see you If I pull up my blinds Then I might spot you So I stay in my dark room Where I picture a world Captured in imagination And developed in reality I stay in my dark room I time travel with a flashback I picture the world in just white I picture the world in just black So I expose the injustice Until it’s black and white Now I see the picture right
Mitu
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Aug 2, 2016
Aug 2, 2016 at 6:03 PM UTC
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