all over the city
their crazy buddha
mantras and mumbles
bless you brother, i say
only the cat has received cash
each sits praying
some joyous, some jousting
i bless them equally
to the happy Sikhs, i pray
in this city
there are not enough blessings to go around
the night cold
holds blankets for few, not many
each on making their way in the world
down some sacred path
bless you brother, i say
he smiles as if he knows
bless us, he says
yes, god bless us
