Spare a thought for the Homeless

Spare a kind thought for the homeless

 

We are really just like you

Accept sometimes in life

Some endure unimaginable heart ache and hard times

 

I was once a respected family man ya know

With my own home, and ran a trucking business.

 

The lock downs hit - my wife got sick

I tried the best I could

But taxes and bills

 

Then another blow when the Mrs took that dreadful jab

I begged her not to take that jab

 

I believed in God

I believe God gave me and you an immune system

That works just fine

 

My beautiful wife called me crazy

She became full of fear of this deadly flu

She wouldn't listen

She listened only to the fear

 

It's too late now,

She shook uncontrollably when she got home from that shot, ran a fever

 

I couldn't help her accept to take her to the hospital

They didn't want to know she had just been jabbed

They told me to take her home - there was nothing they could do

12 hours later she was dead on the bathroom floor

 

I cried to God - what more will you take from me?

The pain of losing her was too much

My anger out of control at the govt for forcing this jab on us all

 

I am left to lay my love to Rest in Peace

I trust that God has a plan

 

I don't trust in man

I only trust in God

 

I been through tough times I thought

But life just spiraled out of control

 

With these bastard governments across the world

Destroying our livelihoods

Ruining our health

 

Ya know its been declared a Bio-weapon in Florida now?

I thought it was all along

Gain of Function been going on

 

I lost my business and all my men

Many too sick to drive

I wouldn't take that deadly jab

I was black banned and stopped from working

 

I went through a time when I didn't care

Just lay me down with my family in Peace

I am tired of this life

 

But then one day God said to me

"my son you have work to do"

 

I am done with your work God

I have been a good man

And look at what the world does to me and more

 

God spoke to me again

"Listen to me, and follow my guidance, you have more work to do"

 

I gave up,

The banks took my home

Unable to work and now a broken man

 

I found myself on this park bench with no where to go

 

Then one day - Out of the blue

One of my men I used to employ

Fixed me up a home in this old wreck of a truck

He bought it at Auction

He owns this land at the back of the park

 

It was all impounded from my trucking yard

When the tax man sent me bankrupt

Confiscating my fleet of trucks - they sold at Auction

 

This old girl of a truck

The boys liked to hang out sometimes after a long haul on the roads

It once had a shower and kitchen on my lot

With gas hot water and barbecue

That's all gone

Some happy memories of the boys in this old girl

 

This mate of mine

God sent him to me by chance one day

He saw me on this park bench

And offered to take me home

I couldn't do this to his family

So he organized this old wreck that was once mine

So now I live here in this humble abode with just some basics

 

It's right next to the park where the children play

 

I love hearing the children laugh in the playground

Sometimes I like to sit on this park bench and watch them running around

It takes me back to a place long ago

 

When my only little boy loved to slide the slippery slide

Laughing and screaming with joy as he slid down that slide

I loved it too when he would say "push me on the swing daddy"

 

Tears roll down my cheeks

The salty bitter taste

That ache in my heart that never leaves me

 

Then one day

A youth who was high on drugs in a stolen car came screaming out of control

Into the park he crashed

Where my little boy played

His last words to me

"Look Daddy how tall I am as he stood at the top of the slide"

 

Crash, Bang, screams of terror - chaos followed

 

I can never forget that day

That trauma at witnessing my innocent boy being thrown in the air like a ball

Smashing into the ground

 

Oh God

God have mercy

Just a little boy

 

God had other plans for my little boy

Now he lives in peace in heaven's land

 

Me and me wife struggled for years

They let that kid off on good behavior bond

That youth who killed our only boy

It nearly broke us apart as our hearts were torn apart

 

Eventually life got better

but our hearts never stopped aching

For our precious little boy

 

When the Mrs died

There was no one left

Just a few photos reminiscent when life was good

 

Somewhere inside of me I am a fighter

A peaceful fighter

My mouth gets me in trouble

People often don't like the truth

 

I take no bullshit from anyone

And entitled to an opinion when it concerns me

Especially when it concerns protecting children

I think most agree

Don't harm the children - we all agree

 

Ya know you need to research what they are doing to our children

stopworldcontrol.com/children/

There's a whole lot more people don't know

stopworldcontrol.com/abuse/

You really gotta know!

 

We gotta protect the children

It's up to you and me

 

Sometimes we can agree to disagree when we

Have different opinions

 

I protested ya know

Along with many truckers across the country

Against the lock downs

They locked me up for my peaceful protest

Took away my rights to live

Shut me down they did

Stopped me accessing my bank account

 

Finally, the bank took my home

Me and the Mrs loved our home

I loved my rose garden

Took pride in my home

We lived a simple life

 

All that is left is this shell of a truck

I try my best to look for work

I feel beaten and tired and in my 60's now

 

I just want to live in peace

Please leave me alone

Don't throw your cans at me or spit on me if you see me on the street

It makes you to be the low life with no heart - not me!

 

I will cause no harm

Just please leave me alone

 

It brings me happiness hearing the children laugh

in the playground here

I would never harm them

They just remind me of days gone bye

When life was good

And my little boy would laugh and scream with joy

Sometimes I swear I hear his laugh in this park

 

Who knows how long before the council shut me down here

I will be back sleeping under bridges

At least I have shelter here

And a place I feel at home once more

 

Sometimes some kind person will leave a food hamper for me

I sometimes get to shower in the local council pool center

I have to sneak in when no one is watching

 

They don't like dirty folk like me hanging around

 

So be kind

Don't judge

 

That's the message God has for me

Lend a helping hand

Don't judge

 

A few folk around here took the time

To get to know me

Kind people who have now moved on

 

Their children used to come and talk to me

And always wanted to bring me a gift

The greatest gift was to see their beautiful bright eyes

Their shining smiles at me

To hear their little voices talk to me

 

At first they feared me

"don't talk to that dirty old man"

But these few folks took the time to know me

And their children too

Beautiful children who would come running to me

Screaming out "hello Harold"

Some would bring me daisies they had picked along the way

Innocent little children

They open ya hearts you know?

 

One family gave me the potted rose to remind me of my garden

I treasure my rose

 

They will never know how much they helped

To heal my broken heart ya know?

 

They loved to listen to my stories

and my messages from God

 

Ya know God keeps me strong

If you listen to him

He will keep you strong too

 

Houses, cars, trucks

It doesn't matter any more

It's what's inside that means more

 

God Bless You and Yours

 

P.S.

if you see a homeless person on the street, don't be scared, chances are they were once like you.

Give them a smile and if you can, take the time to treat them with kindness

We feel bad enough for how we look and have to live

 

I no longer worry what others may think or say

I had to toughen up ya know?

 

God asked me to write this and asks you to pass it around so it helps others to understand. Just because we are homeless does not mean we are not human with feelings. So be kind if you can.

 

Have a blessed day!

 

© Chant Lyric

 

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