I could not feel my feet again
I was lost again within my pain
But I had a feeling in my aching bones
That I wasn’t feeling this alone
Then a homeless guy with sodden feet
Saw an angel loosed on Oxford Street
And the drugged, the dimmed, those shorn of hope
As one the billy-goats awoke
And suddenly the world it flowered
And everyone became empowered

Everyone
Became empowered