* "we are the world" song fades*
season's greetings, da name is otis..i'm one of many that's barely noticed
except 2months out of 12 ya help..me bein homeless becomes ya focus
i asked , Mam or Sir can ya donate? & ya'll pretend not to hear it
then November thru December comes, then look who got da Christmas spirit
thanks for da canned foods, hand me downs, & da toys for tots
we lived "under da bridge" like da chilli peppers, till da rain destroyed our box
dear lord!! i wish that we was in a life that was way much cleaner
no help from FEMA..though any rain storm, hit us harder than Katrina
how did i fight for a country's war? becoming a desert storm veteran
then come home w/post dramatic stress & bein po..it's depressin man
da past election that ran, many beggin for some kind of change
when everyday holdin signs & cans for dimes, they look thinkin i'm deranged?
some generous & others raise they nose to da sky, sayin i can't help ya
w/poverty high, it's hard to get by.. we'll be lucky to even find a shelter
that's when frustration starts..we gettin kicked out da recreational parks
god save my heart!!
while fightin racoon's..in dumpsters over food, diggin away in da dark
