I feel like my homeless community
is in danger
when we get locked up
for getting food from a stranger
Officer, I feel helpless
You with your big gun
I feel bad enough
being called every name under the sun
You think I’m going to settle
For a wool blanket and a sandwich
I want a job
So, I can express my good manners
We are always the ones
Always getting attacked
Love your neighbors,
White, Yellow, or Black