NO CROWN OR CASTLE

NO CROWN OR CASTLE

By daytime people see you, although their minds are closed
Sitting in some alleyway alone, to the cold exposed

With no-one close to turn to, and with nothing to posses
Your world has ended upside down, and life is just a mess

At first you feel quite dirty, miss bathing and a shave
A homeless useless down and out, and heading for your grave

All your nights spent crying, wondering where it all went wrong
The world is now another place, and this is your swan song

The cold wind chills your body, and the rain it hits your face
Your vestiges of self respect, will die here in this place

The place you used to live in, you’re castle and you’re home
Have all been taken from you and, no crown to call your own

Empty derelict buildings, with access to inside
Become your new surroundings, and somewhere you can hide

This place is where you will survive, and try to get some sleep
Rodents 'neath the floorboards, where you sit in one big heap

You need to learn to find your food, in any place you can
No fancy cups to drink from, just a bottle or a pan

Sometime in desperation you’re so hungry, in this fate
Those scraps become attractive, people leave upon their plate

Your mind become accustomed, to survival mode for you
When nothing or nobody, means a single thing to you

Pennies make the shillings, and the shillings buy you tea
But thoughts of any future, are too far away to see

Wandering round the busy streets, what are you looking for
There’s others who are homeless, who will hassle you some more

Have you got some money, have you got some weed
Can they use your body, to satisfy their need

You may by chance get lucky, and find a friend by chance
Who may show some compassion, and your lifestyle will enhance

They'll help you on the ladder, say do the rest yourself
A job and somewhere new to live, rejuvenate your health

This story is a true one, not just a tale or plan
But a part of my experience, I know I was that man

WRC