The vagabond sits amidst a crowded city street
Praying that today, he will get something to eat
Two tours in Vietnam left shrapnel in his head
A prisoner of war, his family thought him dead
Everyone moved on, his memory left behind
The vagabond came home partially deaf and blind
Why America despised him, he never understood
He wore his purple heart so they'd know he was good
A rich young man approaches and says "Hey get a job
You disgrace society, you lazy, loathesome slob"
The vagabond looked down with tears he wont display
And said "God bless you sir and have a wonderful day"
©S. Austin Vincoski