HOMELESS AND ALONE

As the morning light came
He was lying in the dust.
Much too drunk to feel shame,
His whole life was a bust.

It happened in the square.
He passed out in the dark
Without anyone there,
All alone in the park.

He got up on his feet
And he looked all around.
As he walked to the street,
Only birds made a sound.

It was quiet at dawn,
The city still asleep.
All his money was gone.
He was in trouble deep.

Lucky to be so young,
He was just twenty-one.
His song may still be sung,
Have its day in the sun.

For those men much older,
Near the end of the line,
The wind is much colder,
The sun will hardly shine.

To die out on the street,
No family or friend,
Life is so incomplete
With such a bitter end.

Wherever you may roam,
Beneath the stars above,
Be thankful for a home
And for someone to love.