God is a homeless man
That wonders day by day
Down many of life's avenue
Long, narrow, wide, straight
In tatters, rags & old shoes
Looking, searching for a bed
Or a dime, penny to get bye
And a place to call his own
& lay his weary body down
Where he decides & ends up
So when you see god
Don't just pass him bye
Snickering to yourself
Start a convo & say hello
Down many of life's avenue
Long, narrow, wide, straight
In tatters, rags & old shoes
Looking, searching for a bed
Or a dime, penny to get bye
And a place to call his own
& lay his weary body down
Where he decides & ends up
So when you see god
Don't just pass him bye
Snickering to yourself
Start a convo & say hello
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