We are citizens of the street,held up both day and night, we suffer a great loss.we suffer from internal pain

The day is dark,the night never gives light.we stand in the corners of the dark and feed our young ones.We are lost when night falls.    

Cardboards our bed, bridge our home,we sleep with the comfort of mosquitoes, we eat the crums from the bin.

We are homeless, we await one thing, death or change,then we shall suffer no More .