Innocence

Typical day in a rushed city
The black ties are off and gone to work
The traffic builds up
The patience builds down
No change from Sunday to Monday
And no change from December to January

In the midst of the races
The fast paces
The blank faces
Lies a boy in rags
Unnoticed
Uncared for
Unforgiven

The cars that swift by
Pay no mind
Pay no respect
To his existence
They simply rush on

But what calls attention
Not to the city but the innocence
Is how he feeds the men that also lie
On the streets
As the boy did

And even though the numbers increase
Day by day
By day by day
He persists
Thinking one day
He'll feed them all

And thats where it becomes clear
That it does not matter how many you save
Just that youre trying to save them....