American Welfare Poem

That comes from the night

And no one wants to know in the day

That puts you in the same place

That’s the people laid out on the streets

Everyday you should be

Either look after by us or by people

But we ain’t got enough money

´Round here

Show my feeling

Walks down the street, in a town that I don’t live in

And as long as I’m not

Rude or weird or strange or crazy

It goes unnoticed

Far from the thought

That I was let out

This morning

But I let myself far from my hotel

From my room, and my number and my card and my, people

I’ve seen all the new movies

And I’ve met the people in them

But it doesn’t seem to answer

And the answers are the questions that

I always think about

This ain’t a song

This is just something I thought about just before I went to bed

‘Cause I don’t wanna walk down that street

Early in the morning

People think I’m afraid, no

I just hide away