From where the Christmas spirit does seem far away
Christmas day on Poverty Street just another day
No decorations, Santa or carol singers on the side of the town
On the street where only the friendless and homeless do walk up and down
A police car patrolling the street searching for a homeless teen
Near where a robbery was committed he was reportedly seen
Perhaps he is hiding in a disused shed nearby
And he will venture out when darkness cloaks the sky
To search in the rubbish bins for what will be his Christmas treat
Thrown out bits of food that others could not eat
The homeless of Poverty Street care not if Christmas never came
To them all nights and days are much the same
Any ambition of better things in life from them has gone
Their struggle it is just to keep living on.
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