Homless forgotten

Sorry to keep you down
But next time you're in town
Think of the man
Who lives on the street
And drinks cheap vodka neat

He's all alone no one to help
No friends to see
No family
He's here to rot
That's all he's got

Alone and sad
Watching every one happily
Going about their business
Ignoring he
And he cries and dies all alone
Not remotely christmassey