a lonely man

octobers almost over
winters setting in
the leaves are off the trees
and theres a bite to the wind
there was a man sleeping by the dumpster
father is it a sin
that i stole some food from work
and gave it to him?
it made my stomach ache
to see him sleeping there
head resting by the dumpster
the only dry place anywhere
its been with my since i saw him
his lost and lonly eyes
part of my wanted to stay
right there by his side
his voice was soft and faint
as he thanked me for the food
i felt like i was in his space
as i tried not to be rude
i told him god bless
wished him a wonderful day
i couldnt hear his words
if he had anything to say
i hope he had a friend
that he could tell about me
i dont need to be promoted
i just dont want him to be lonely
i hope it brings a smile
and fills his empty soul
and i hope it fills his stomach
as he shivers in the cold
i wish i could have done more
like offered him a home
a job and a warm shower
so he wouldnt be alone
offered him a friend
at least i offered him a smile
bless the poor man father
he needs you more than i
my stomach turns with sarrow
as i think about his plight
it was cold and rainy at 3:30
ill be thinking of him tonight