Wasting No Compassion - Laudamus

Watch the beggar on the silent street

His face is empty and pale

Dirty clothes, he’s got nothing to eat

And his soul is for sale

Do we love this guy?

Do we care?

We don’t help him, we just stare

Wasting no compassion, lack of sympathy

Time has come to change this bad reality

Watch the lady on the pavement curb

You smell her cheap perfume

Enticing dress, a mistreated body

Men can pay and consume

Do we love this babe?

Do we care?

We don’t help her, we just stare