There is only one homeless man
downtown Mountain View.
He's a veteran with a nice smile
and a gentle voice.
I want to give him a bedroom
and a razor and ask him what his story is.
Do I want to hear what the old man
who survived an evil war
has to say about life?
No.
I just want to feel good about myself
because I feed a man
who counts out his quarters
on the bench table at Weinersnichel
and pushes a shopping cart of blankets.
I would rather listen to the
top eight at eight on Z95.7 than
honestly do anything to help anyone,
other than my little concious.
He says I'm a nice person becasue
i give money to homeless people
that i never took the time
to get to know.
All I do is sustain a man
who vietnam already killed.