Those Lost Souls
As you cross the streets at night, you can see those souls wandering..
In a dark cold winter night, you can see their shadows wavering.
They stare at the people with their hopeful eyes, if someone can stop to listen..
But people act like they ain't got no ears for their words, as if they are insane.
People just know to say, it's the matter of fate that God has already reserved..
I wonder if this is justice, where one eats too full while the other have to starve.