The dog sniffs the air in anticipation
His downtrodden master has yet to waken
As the smug city scorns and scolds
Humanity in a broken down bus shelter
This man has faced a storm and lost
His spirit shattered, does it matter?
Oh, does it matter?
He's got a name, he's got a mother
He's got a name, he's got a mother
He's got a name, he's got a mother
He's got a name, he's got a mother
Toxic fumes engulf his frame
As in a cloud of poison and hate
We are tainted like the rust around him
This dirty, unshaven, drunken sod
This godforsaken human being
His life is ebbing, not fit for purpose
Oh, why bother?
He's got a name, he's got a mother
He's got a name, he's got a mother
He's got a name, he's got a mother
He's got a name, he's got a mother
He's got a name, he's got a mother
He's got a name, he's got a mother
He's got a name, he's got a mother
He's got a name, he's got a mother
The dog sniffs the air in anticipation
Motionless, lying prostate on the ground
His dog is weeping.