I slept safe last night
I ate a meal today
My life was not a fight
I didn’t need to runaway
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The sidewalk became my bed
Hunger found me longing
Fate shook me in the head
Now only on the streets belonging
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Fear grips us all in the dark
Our abusers at our dinner table
Violation clear and stark
Our tiny lives so unstable
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A needle now brings me rest
A bag of glue becomes my food
I find escape; not the best
My relief is simple, crude
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Criminals not, yet bars us do keep
Prison gruel food on the cheap
Injustice makes us fight and weep
A system rigged to hold us in defeat