Lets Be The Change
Lets Be The Change1 min 3 1 min 3
Winters crept in, the weathers chill
With misty morns and foggy nights
Across the plain above the hills,
The sky is grey, fog blocks the sights.
Huddled in a corner in a secluded street,
Sat the little tramps with their naked feet,
Battling the cold in shattered clothes,
Caked with grime and many many holes.
With neither a bed nor a roof above
These little urchins in our cities abound,
They mark their space along the store front
Though rules and laws still stay around...
While scurrying along in endless haste
People in their knee high boots,
Cosy and smug in their lavish taste
Challenge the weather with heavy suits.
And engrossed in their personal woes
Their unseeing eyes scan the busy streets,
A frown creasing their well defined brows
They offer some change, the urchin retreats
Its an unfair world and its time to change it
Let's take little steps and together brace it
These children make our country's future
So let's start the change, let's be the change.