Out on the street
There’s a man
Eating his only meal for the week,
Whilst right across that street
Another is gorging himself,
Spending $100 on a three course meal.
There’s a busker out there,
Trying to live off the money
That gets tossed in his hat.
Meanwhile, someone else walks by
After a day at the office,
Only thinking about
What is on TV.
We go about living our everyday lives
At times oblivious
To what’s going on around us.
As we struggle to finish a meal
In a restaurant,
A woman standing on the corner
Struggles to feed herself
And her family.
We can’t let this go on anymore
As these people starve
Out the front of our door.
We can’t let them slave
To make the food we eat
When they can’t even feed themselves.
It’s time to put an end to this,
Time to make it stop.
End this imbalance in the world,
‘cause they’re just the same as us.
We’re not better,
We’re just better off.
Now’s the time to share that
And to balance the social scale.
It’s time to respond to this call
And take action for this cause,
For God’s kingdom to come
And restore order to the world.
We’re here for a reason,
Whatever that may be
And we can’t let others suffer
Whilst we live in luxury.