Poetry: Homeless

A penny for your thoughts
And a dollar for your broken dreams
Living on the street
Trying to make ends meet
That money is something
To give their spirits a lift
So picture this
The poor giving to the poor
And the rich not giving a sh*t
I hope you're listening
Because you can't hear their cries
In a Benz, well it depends
If your eyes come in contact with his
That man or woman on the street
Hustling to make ends meet
Some treat them with no respect
They neglect the steps it took
Get a good look at poverty
This could be you
Lose all your property
But gain a new insight on life
And that's no lie
You earned a life lesson
That money can't buy
The homeless...