i went down the street
and saw a man
i felt the cold
his desperation
i touched the unknown
his deprevation
he asked me
for some change
“tell me
what are our prayers worth
when the poor testify
against us?
what do our tithes mean
when the broken have
no where to sleep?”
i felt the pain
his descention
i held the abuse
our generation
yeh, we need a lot
of fucking change…
