Waterfront Weirdos

We are the misfits with a broken horizon

Like Keats or

Hemingway, survive with poets defiance

Christmas at the

Martinique grieving for a home

Three generations tough it out on the big street all alone...

Rank of the privileged on the evening commute

Don't want to be bothered, don't want to be used booming in suburbia, shuttle's on the way

A beggar asks for money.

It's a dollar you don't want to pay-

To the Waterfront

Weirdos For the

Waterfront

Weirdos Who are the

Waterfront

Weirdos? Many live on the edge, keep them out of sight out of mind

In our midst a disgrace-answers are elusive yet we find

It's so damn hard to conceive `till it looks you straight in the eye

Just take a walk on

West 32nd

Street or pick up a

New York Times and believe it...

Up in an ivory tower it's hard to see, hard to feel, hard to be homeless and one of the outcast-

Waterfront

Weirdos. Who are the

Waterfront

Weirdos? Many live on the edge, keep them out of sight out of mind

In our midst a disgrace-answers are elusive then we find

Powerless is a child in the wake of hunger at night

Giving up-giving in

Can't we hear their screaming from within...?

My life spent standing here in the back of a line

I'm living for the moment-yes,

I'm living by the hour in a game of survival

In a mood of resignation

I'm not the man

I am- meal ticket, waiting for a handout

Things will change and somehow

I'll get out

I keep telling myself it won't last forever

Adversity closing in, my sanity lapses,

I'll rise again

Resisting the end

Only 22 as my apprehension seques into an

IMPENDING

ASCENSION

I could not fake this for long

How long am

I supposed to take it lying down?

I will not take this lying down!

Many live on the edge

Keep them out of sight out of mind

In the end it is us picking up the pieces that we find

On the path of least resistance evidence is loud and clear

When will we wake up?

Failures are mounting as the underclass grows every year and believe that-

Up in an ivory tower it's hard to see, hard to feel, hard to be homeless and one of the

Waterfront

Weirdos It's so damn hard to believe `till it looks you straight in the eye

Shake the hands of losers lost on

Broadway who remember a nostalgic time and believe that-

Up in an ivory tower it's hard to see, hard to feel, hard to be homeless and one of the outcast-

Waterfront

Weirdos.