One Man's Garbage

Another Man's Castle 

by: N.C.

Once again, I'm awoken by the sounds of passing feet,

On the streets of New York City outside the place where I sleep,

It's not a house, It's just a box, but it's mine,

King of my castle

Plus it's convenient I pay no rent, live where I want, there's no hassle,

The problem comes with the winter,

When it's cold or when it rains,

But when the weather is really bad I bum two bucks and ride the trains,

Today it's nice not too hot, 

A perfect day to walk the streets,

A quarter here, a nickle there, within an hour, I should eat,

That's the part I hate most,

Asking people for money

They look at me like I'm a nuisance or even worse like I'm a dummy,
At one time I had it all,
I have no home, I am just lost,
But that's the past, what's done is done,
My stomach, hurts, damn I'm starving,
A little girl with her mother looks at me,
Like I'm a martian,
I heard the daughter ask her mother why his clothes are full of dirt,
The mother says cause he's a bum to stay away, he might hurt you,
I keep on walking asking people if they got some change to spare,
Only one guy helps me out, all the other's just don't care,
I pass McDonald's and on the floor I see a bag that's full of fries,
And as I eat I see a man stare at me with sorry eyes,
He walks up to me and asks me why I won't just go into the Church,
I say cause after that I'm in a shelter,
and in my opinion there's nothing worse,
I turn around to walk away,
The man says wait and gives me a buck,
I tell him thank you and God Bless,
He says be safe and best of luck,
With that buck, I have 4 dollars,
It's time to get me some liquor,
I haven't seen my baby brandy since lat night,
And boy I miss her,
But I'm still hungry,
What should I do,
Stop a second to sit and think,
And when I sit, my hands start shaking,
It's then I know I need a drink,
So, I'm off to the store,
To get a nice big jug of brandy,
I always say hi to the cashier, I'm never short,
But she still can't stand me,
I take my liquor and go to the park,
Now it's time to have some fun,
Cause when I drink I feel great,
I'm a normal person, not just a bum,
I find a bench and start to drink and before I realize it's after nine,
That always happens when I drink,
I just zone out, lose track of time,
I'm really drunk and my head is pounding,
All I want to do is sleep,
I start walking home so I can lay down,
And rest my aching feet,
I find my block turn in the alley,
And what I see leaves me in shock,
I was a bum but now I'm homeless,
You see someone threw away my box










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