Street Children
Street Children
Sitting by the streets
As the wheels roll over
I see a bottle brunch on the sun
That reflects onto my eyes
Spots of black, blur away
revisiting I stare into the vision of life
A concave I call my mother and
A penny that defines my strife
Walking under the lights
To the red, the cars stop
Till the green, I butter by the doors
Sometimes famished handed
The other times with a bunch of roses
Shivering my nights
I snuggle up again
st the tar
Lost innocence, love, affection
No humanity be par
Each day that's building bolder
Shining brighter than the stars
Struck hot I am an iron
Weighing more than all gold
I am my only legend
Sidewalks are my throne
Here I display my grandeur
Feeding chums from bread I stole
Some came here being bedraggled
Now families built by mafias
Some came here out of pauperism
Now that streets make their home