STREET
KIDS
Summer
has arrived, just look around,
Im
sitting on the corner of Lindel Road,
All
these wealthy people keep staring at me,
Like
Im some poster resting against the pole,
Teenagers
walk past glaring, telling me to have a wash,
That
I need new clothes,
But
it's not my fault my mother died while giving birth to me,
Or
that my father was killed in battle while I was 5,
Not
my fault I have no family to care for me.
I
sit here all alone sweating, starving and dehydrating,
I
believe in god, angels and that I'd get help soon,
I
will no longer be here on the streets.
The
night soon came, I was still sitting on the corner,
Hoping
god could answer my prayers,
'Dear
God, all I want is some one to love and care for me, take me off the streets'
I
would pray every night, just to be cared for,
Late
at night, the moon was shinning, the stars were sparkling,
But
I was frowning, I had tears running down my face, has this horrible cough,
Just
sitting there hoping some one would come along and rescue me from this life I
was living,
Then
I lifted my head from my chest,
Looked
ahead and saw a car,
The
car had parked, the music booming,
I
had realised, teenagers were inside,
One
by one they got out, altogether there was four,
Two
fellas and two chicks,
I
was terrified, I didn't know what they were going to do,
Help
me, laugh at me, tease me or even hurt me,
Until
one of them came over and got my hand, helped me up,
The
all said 'come with us, you'll be fine'.
I
listened to them, and got in the car,
We
drove off, and ended at a hospital,
They
took me in to give me life,
I
sat in the room, with doctors all around,
I
soon came out, with an 'all clear',
I
was healthy but yet unwealthy.
But
these teenagers helped me,
They
found me a Home, im all safe now,
We'll
go out, walk drive past that corner,
But
one day I noticed there was a little girl there,
Sitting, crying
just how I was,
I
could feel her pain,
So
I walked over to heal her,
She
was repeating how I was,
So
I repeated the help I received.
Now
we're both off that depressing corner,
In
a home together with people to care for us and be our family,
My
father had always tole me my mother was an angel,
Always
watching over me,
This
one night I saw her watching over me,
As
she waved and smiled at me.
Just
remember there is hope, angels and a god out there.
