The Price of Nothing

With nothing to hide,

But nothing to show,

His weakness is pride,

His strength only woe…

Lives among strangers,

His home is the street,

Fighting the dangers,

Of the summer heat…

The time passes on,

And winter is near,

The summer soon gone,

With cold his new fear…

But after the frost,

His life will go on,

Having nothing lost,

... And nothing won.