I took my children into town to slide the hill in snow
We saw some homeless people by a fire down below
Parents tried to make them move, I said, downhill let’s go
I said you have no right to judge, these people you don’t know
A homeless little boy said, yes, we're living in our car
We sure could use some friends who just like us for who we are
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Years later, I was picking up my grandson from his school
I saw some teens who were about to break the golden rule
My grandson pushed a wheel chair with a crippled girl inside
The teen boys started teasing her, the little girl then cried
My grandson said, you’re cruel, you think it’s easy in this chair
Mean bullies just like you, should have to spend some time in there
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We went to the care center, to say goodbye to mom that day
At 58, so frail and weak, her skin and hair were gray
They put her in a chair, and heard some punks walk by and say
So look at that old lady, looks like she’s wasting away
My grandma’s dying of cancer, and she was so beautiful
My son said, she can hear you, she is not delusional
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Why do people look at things and judge from what they think
No caring or compassion and their sense of values sink
They might be homeless, crippled, sick or having a bad day
But you could make a difference; offer help in some small way
So when you see one needy, do not give them a cold shoulder
Learn the beauty in their story; as eye of the beholder
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