I yelled desperately at God today
In a grocery store lot
Then I met a homeless man
And gave him all I got
My mom told me he was lying scum
She saw a thing about the homeless on tv
Hes just a liar, not a bum
That there are no misfortuned, just junkies
And I don’t believe her
Not with any bit of my heart
And in order to live
without being completely torn apart
I imagine a world
Where people are good
And the rich help out the poor
And I’d like to live in a world
Where I don’t hate to leave my house
And hate to be inside
I’d love to live in a world
Where no one had to hide
Or abide
Where love never died
Pain has a place in my heart
And I can’t imagine
Painless art
But what a sweet sweet daydream it is…
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