anyone can fall from grace
don’t stare at them like clowns
with a blank face
or kick a person when their down
anyone can fall from grace
It’s a light that in time
goes dim like the sky
in autumnal months
when summer has died
you have no money
and with no family to turn
bad luck aint funny
and loneliness burns
You find yourself
in a cold dark place
and on the streets
anyone can fall from grace
the problem with homelessness
is the people with homes
who think they’re more
than flesh covered bones
They think themselves free
of the perils of time,
the folly of greed
or the allure of crime
karma is fiction
to the reality we face
trust in each other
anyone can call from grace