Firing Up Body And Soul

 

Firing up body and soul

With pur excitement for all to see

As monumental journeys end

In a way thats meant to be

 

Yet hard times bring out the deamons

Caressing our minds and spirits alike

Showing us no matter the weather

We got to stand we got to fight

 

To beat those tempertures below freezing

As people walk past day and night

It's not good with heavy breathing

With aches and pains we hate alright

 

Along with all those stabbing headaches

That come from those who simply laugh

Even though they have a home

Or should I say a comfortable gaff

 

Then there's those who look for trouble

With a glass bottle in their hand

Hoping that we'll be their punch bag

Until we get up and simply stand

 

For sleeping bag we cannot zip

Because death can come simply for free

When lighter fuel is poured upon us

And we're lit up like a christmas tree

 

Then theres those who spit in our face

And call us all the scum of the earth

No much wonder we need something

Or someone to show us how much were worth

 

As some of us stand and beat the pedos

So children can play with smiling face

And we are proud to go to prison

To protect our youngsters of the human race

 

Yet it's not easy being an artist

If your scared for sleeping out

With no I.D. to get benefits

That is life without a doubt

 

So we are better of in prison

Yet we can't protect our youngsters there

Now tell me that street life's easy

Says a poet/artist who really does care