Chalky

The touch of the frost ends
If he can find release
For now he’s freezing in time
Finding a place to sleep
Slowly taken by winter
His breaths start to get weaker
There’s no sign of a savior
He can’t defeat the weather
There’s no escape from the storm that has brought him here
Even the heat of the spice cannot conquer his fear
As his lungs fill up with ice he prays for the heat
But he’s already a ghost and rendered obsolete
The touch of the frost starts
When he admits defeat
He’s now frozen in time
He’s found a place to sleep
He’s now taken by winter
His breathing is no longer
There never came a savior
He can’t defeat the weather
Witness the desperation
Amongst us in our nation
It is your obligation
To show some compassion
Children hiding in the concrete jungle with nothing to eat
Their lives at danger braving winter living on the street
Their innocence taken by the hands of no inheritance
And you walk past as if they’re ghosts with no second glance
Open your eyes
Save their lives
Open your eyes
Save their lives
Every second that passes they waste away
Taken slowly to an early grave
Witness the desperation
Amongst us in our nation
It is your obligation
To show some fucking compassion