21st Street

Seven a clock in the morning The street is still sleeping Rising sun uncovers that What the night tried to hide Overloaded garbage cans Stinky stinky , shity, dirty Standing on the pavement Ready to swallow me Crying kids on the sidewalk Playing with trash an old tin cans Looking for daddy with big eyes But Daddy grins just toothless Twenty-first street west Chicago Where the dreams where gone The reality has taken the power Twenty-first street west Chicago