I remember a time when I was scared of them

I never went to close to them

I prejudged them, because I didn't know who they were

I would just look at them from afar

The homeless wouldn't ask for much

With those small cents they'd probably buy a lunch

 

Growing up I began to realize that they meant no harm

They just needed some support to get up, so I extended my skinny arm

To them and decided that I wasn't going to just pass by them

And so I began

To offer them food or some sort of beverages

Because life tends to test some of our disadvantages

 

There was a time that I could relate

And I know how hard it is, because I know how much I did hate

The fact that I had no real home

No apartment or motel room to sleep in

Two cars that we would cramp in

And there began my compassion for these men and women

Who walk the streets among us

But most of us do not ask what happened to them

We just look at them like I use to, as some sort of threat

 

These people love the small things

Because they get them most of the time

And in their head they do believe in miracles

But they know life is filled with obstacles

So they tend not to expect much

Just like I did, I thought life would just keep me there

And I know life doesn't care, I even doubt it asks what's fair and what's not fair

It just keeps moving forward

 

When I was homeless for that month and a half

I appreciate what is given to me and what I have

And I can't imagine what those men and women go through

Knowing they have little and when they receive little

But do not use those people as an example of something less

Because you never know how life moves or how live is

 

Don't walk past them with your chest out, or with your fancy clothes on

Pretending you're bigger than they are

If you do that, then you are really far

Because they've learned through their life lessons

Sometimes we just need to listen to those, and grow from them

And realize 

That we need to open our hearts and eyes

To those who stand among us