The streets

Upon the street,
Their fortunes lie.
Thats where they live,
Thats where they die.
Thats where they laugh,
thats where they cry.

Upon the streets,
their fortunes lie.
Its there they spend,
Their entire life.
Through peace,through calm,
Through war, through strife.

Upon the streets,
Their fortunes lie.
With arms outstretched,
For alms they cry.
Their tongues are sharp,
They needn't act coy.

Upon the streets,
Their fortunes lie
The world uncaring,
Years just passing by.
Raise their stature in society?
No one will try.

Upon the streets,
Their fortunes lie.
Thats where they have lived,
Thats where they will die.