The homeless man down the street
We all walk pass him
Treat him like he's discrete
Some will toss coins in his tin
No one ever looked in his eyes
At least, I did not
The general notion is, he messed up his own life
Maybe, he did not
Or maybe, he did
I think he deserves more than the coins
He sure needs something more
Just crumbs of love from passersby
Just an attention that he also exists!