The Homeless in the Lobby

The homeless sleep in the lobby

“Can I get a sample of coffee?”

The homeless sleep in the lobby

Their appearance is always sloppy

The homeless sleep in the lobby

“Can you spare a dollar or two?”

The homeless sleep in the lobby

“No, but I have a moment for you.”

 

He was a musician of sorts

The homeless man in the lobby

His guitar had two broken strings

The homeless man in the lobby

His sweater was ripped and torn

The homeless man in the lobby

“Sometimes, I wonder why I was even born.”

Said the homeless man in the lobby

 

He played a tune

The homeless man in the lobby

About losing his honey

The homeless man in the lobby

He wept as he played

The homeless man in the lobby

I was the only one who stayed

And listened to the homeless man in the lobby

“Can I have a sample of coffee?”

Asked the shivering homeless man in the lobby

 

The homeless sleep in the lobby

“Can I get a sample of coffee?”

The homeless sleep in the lobby

Their appearance is always sloppy

The homeless sleep in the lobby

“Can you spare a dollar or two?”

The homeless sleep in the lobby

“No, but I have a moment for you.”

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