Dirt Floor Poor Athiest

Dirt Floor Poor Athiest

People dont get it, it doesnt cross their mind.
People dont understand when you say you're poor.
When the gov't says youre 300% below the poverty line.
When you've sold plasma to get a meal.
When you can't afford basic things, how are you supposed to feel when told that Jesus has the wheel?

People think it'll get better tomorrow.
They still try to give you some hope, they tell you believe in the church.
Like you havent been trying since yesterday, just to make it to today without getting hurt.
When you've sold yourself and didnt bat an eye to keep on the lights.
Then a holy man comes along and says "it's all the Lord's might".
People feel like you got a problem, like you have no control, like theres something simple you can change, like count your change.
Bitch I dont have no change.


Raised dirt floor poor and barely made it to the sidewalk.
So low that you fall between the cracks of assistance, you are that 1%.
Choosing between water and electricity becomes too easy when its easier to steal water than deal with the city.

Every paycheck goes to past due balances.
Bill collectors wear them rose colored lenses.
Thanking Jesus, casting sinners, sorry us poor folk arent all winners.
Driving in a benz to eat, diving in some bins to eat.

Hearing people judge those on the corner and wait for you to agree,
you dont even nod cause you know the only difference is a roof between you and the street.
So dont tell people you "get it",
dont say it will improve,
dont pat them on the back and pray when they dont have any food.

Put yourself down low and try to understand.
What would it feel like to be a person who has had a helping hand only to be kicked once again?
Imagine what you would do if you had to choose between food or gas or one present for your kid who's grown up with the same pass.

Next time youre caught ungrateful think of a kid who's stomach isnt full.
Doing extra, doing work on the side, stretching every penny to keep the kids alive.
When you're praising and raising your hands up in thanks, think about a family who could live on that five you threw in the collection plate.

Count your change, count your blessings, count my debt, count my late fee's.
Next time you're thanking someone up high for all that you got, imagine not.
Those of us passed over by Gods.
Those of us invisible to the Lord.
Dont say you'll pray for us poor and misguided then judge them when they are.
Dont say youre "sorry" they have to walk when youre in your decked out car.

Next time you lift your hand in praise of a raise, put in down.
Stop thanking someone who would let you get a dollar more but leave children hungry for more.
When you get the urge to judge a vagrant youve seen for where he's at, think about all the places they've been.
If you feel like praying for lost souls and sinners..
instead..go volunteer some dinners.
If you think your mega church needs another steeple...
stop..
and think of ALL the people.