poor old man
sits in his humble home
day and night
stares out the window

poor old man
dyin' slowly
doesn't answer the phone
won't answer his door

poor old man
withers away
with no one to touch
no one to hold

poor old man
all alone
doesn't eat the food
the neighbors take

poor old man
rocks himself to sleep
has no one
with whom to speak

poor old man
whom used to tend to his garden
refuses to go outside

poor old man
lost his soul
when he was threatened
to be removed from his home

poor old man
with a broken heart,
let him be

poor old man
give him back his dignity
he worked hard all his life


poor old man
has rights, he can refuse
to be taken out of his home

poor old man
was found died on his rockin' chair
holdin' a picture
of his humble little home

poor old man
society killed him
little day by day
tryin' to remove him from his home

------- Author's Notes -------

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