Bein Homeless Sucks

This effects every nation, current location

Sat on the toilet at Piccadilly station

It’s freezing & this is the warmest place

could vanish without a trace, it’s a fucking disgrace

Ashamed to show my face ashamed to be tamed

The things claimed, the blame aimed,

Deep down no one can entirely be blamed.

Not very old with a heart of gold

Was misguided by the devil to him souls weren’t sold

Was asked leading questions but the truth I told

Was too honest & too bold, won’t fold

Used to be naïve, Used to naively believe

Mental health units help & are easy to leave

they help a few who may need to grieve.

But if you stand in their face

And tell the truth they’re a disgrace

Because there are certain things that need addressing

As writing this, kind of confessing

The time has come for me to stop pressing

The time for digressing & impressing

Because this world is too distressing

Witnessed all sorts & met all kinds

People see this problem but close their minds

When glancing into a house wishing to be on the other side of the blinds

Empathy & compassion one rarely finds

Some organisations who help but more needs to be done

Because of sinister psychiatry many on the run

It seems ages since had some real fun

Even got done & someone pulled out a gun

Spending many nights at the train station

Where always been courteous & polite in conversation

Been helpful without hesitation to anyone from any Nation

One night in around June last year

A beggar asked to use my phone to order £130 of gear

This side of drug addiction is the genuine fear

Collecting all the money to get the next fix

It’s not just brown, white and spice that are epidemics

Disgusting drugs spreading like an infection

Some costing the tax payers thousands per injection

If you take a closer inspection

They are better than contraception

Because these drugs will chemically castrate you

They won’t even sit there and debate you

Just character assassinate, they won’t rate you

They will diagnose you and give you a label

Make out of your dreams that you’re not able

It is crazy that someone can get killed in a door way

A 24hr shop where more people will pay

That’s a prime spot and you could get shot

If someone else sees that as their patch, cool that is not

What do they do? They just leave us to rot

Materialistically what have I got? Not a lot

But a Heart of gold and a story that needs to be told

In the eyes of some may be seen as old

Dreaming big, dreaming bold

Never going to fold, Soul’s not being sold

Never giving in, very forgiving

All about The Love, believing Life is for living.