It's now 2.00 am. when I crossed the road
The rain fell down softly wetting the earth
I felt so cold behind my rain coat
I found them stiil standing there
On a wet face with no single tear appeared
They walked through the traffic without shoes
With no umbrella nor one to hold
Raising their hands for some coins
People rode by them
Not giving any damn
Just crossing ignorantly when green turned on
Some gave them dirty looks
And some gave them money
O'dear, You should be in bed all nice and tight.
God, where's Your love?
You let them stand there all alone
It’s such a sad sight
To be out, on this cold night,
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