How I Wish I had the Answer to the Question "HOW?"

We all have a purpose

that should be practiced in boldness

on this journey we know as our life

Individuals all

with our own given call

to relieve another from strife

In many ways we're all equals

and can often be sequels

continuing the work of another

As they've made a great start

it's been a work from their heart

now it's our turn to lift up a brother

Our hearts will be gifted

as from gutters they're lifted

even if all that can be offered is hope

If for a moment they're able

to see life as stable

it's the one thing that might help them to cope

You see there once was a day

they were working class people

who could afford to live

incomes never this feeble

but the way things have changed

they can't supply for their need

that's been caused by a sickness

known as corporate greed

This life in the gutter

is no way to live

it's the spirit of man

leaking out through a sieve

an end

must be found

homelessness

bound

if from the street

they're to vanish

it's the cause

we must banish