I hear that in New York
At the corner of 26th street and Broadway
A man stands every evening during the winter months
And gets beds for the homeless there
By appealing to passers-by.
It wont change the world
It wont improve relations among men
It will not shorten the age of exploration
But a few men have a bed for the night
For a night the wind i kept from them
The snow meant for them falls on the roadway.
Don't put down the book on reading this, man.
A few people have a bed for the night
For the nigh the wind is kept from them
The snow is meant for them falls on the roadway
But it won't change the world
It wont improve relations among men
It will not shorten the age of exploration.
Bertolt Brecht