When you’re in Brighton having fun,

When you’re in Brighton having fun,

Down on the beach, under the sun.

Breaking the law with a barbecue,

Think of the homeless and what they do.

Cueing up for a soup run,

Because they are hungry which isn’t fun?

With problems galore and much, much more,

Without a key to open that door.

So they sleep out through rain, hail and snow,

Hoping for someone to help them you know.

Like a miracle from God above,

Because they’ve lost the life they love.

By Dr Geebers