Why Are We Here?
Who Really Cares?

I saw a man the other day
God he was down in every way.
No shoes to cover his feet
Face showed he was really beat.

Shopping bag over his arm
Wouldn’t do nobody no harm.
Only cares for himself
Another drink to his health.

Look down the street, what do I see
People staring back thinking they have the key.
Why can’t they see
They’re just as empty as me.

I hope someday they realize
Wealth and power aren’t the real prize.
Give a little to everyone
Love and strength to you will come.

Ottawa, while singing with Pacific Singers
after seeing an old bagman
sipping from a drink box rummaged from a bin.
1981,09,15