I saw you passing by me
And I heard the remarks you made
No pity hides in your laughter
As I lay shivering in the shade

And the clothes I wear were once yours
But I had to pick and rummage through
To find the warmth from your throw aways
But that’s oblivious to you

And the food I eat you’ve eaten
But it doesn’t taste the same
Trash cans are my feeding grounds
And fate alone is mine to blame

And when I wake to your stomping
To put fresh blood on your shoes
I can’t defend my certainty
Or fight the six of you

And when you see me begging
With a torn paper cup in the rain
Just know that I have no doctor
And nothing to kill the pain

So when your conscience tugs you
And pulls pennies from your purse
I know Christmas time is coming
The gift of giving is a seasonal curse

So when you step around me
Or gasp at the smell of my shame
Enjoy the seasons greetings
As I lay shivering in the shade