It Could Be Me
by Connie K CameronI see this woman day by day
At the bus stop, there she lay
Where's her family, where's her kin
No one helps, or lets her in
Clothes look dirty, old and worn
Her rough face looks dour, forlorn
Dark, sun weathered, leather, skin
I long to help, where to begin
Ignored by people passing by
All I want to do is cry
She carries all she owns in tow
Neighbors want to see her go
desolation in her eyes
disgust from others passing by
distrust in her grave helpless voice
Is living on the street her choice?
What can I do to help this girl?
All alone in this harsh world
I pray for God to heal her heart
And that is how it all should start
This homeless child of God, could be me
That's what everyone should see
In this big world when feeling blue
Remember this, it could be you!
Psalm 106:48 Praise be to the Lord, the God of Israel, from everlasting to everlasting. Let all the people say, “Amen!” Praise the Lord.
