I've passed the homeless on the street,
Wondering if today they'll eat,
And I cry, Why me?
I know plenty who attend AA,
And many who didn't make today,
And I cry, Why me?
I know there's millions unemployed,
As dwindling aid keeps them buoyed,
And I cry, Why me?
They're lonely and they're isolated,
The throngs, apart and dissipated,
And I cry, Why me?
Many friends and family die,
Yet still I cry, Why me?
Why me, indeed, a plaintiff wail.
Why me? Why me?
Until I fail.
Apr 14, 2020
Apr 14, 2020 at 9:51 AM UTC
I've passed the homeless on the street,
Wondering if today they'll eat,
And I cry, Why me?
I know plenty who attend AA,
And many who didn't make today,
And I cry, Why me?
I know there's millions unemployed,
As dwindling aid keeps them buoyed,
And I cry, Why me?
They're lonely and they're isolated,
The throngs, apart and dissipated,
And I cry, Why me?
Many friends and family die,
Yet still I cry, Why me?
Why me, indeed, a plaintiff wail.
Why me? Why me?
Until I fail.
It's a question many survivor's of disasters ask themselves.
Time to get out there and do something positive.
