6 November 2012
What have we been doing, But building our own lives,
Not caring about each other, Not giving the time,
To help the man in the street, Or the woman in the home,
For all they want, Is a place to call there own.
While you’ve been sleeping, They’ve been worrying,
For when will they, Have something on their plate.
The woman in the home, The man on the street, Will have nothing of there own, Unless you give them some peace
No Home • Opuss № I