You’ve Taken the Hand of a Homeless Man

You wonder as you wander the streets
Where to go as you hear the hard beats
Of your heart like some roadside band
And you find some stranger in this land

He says he knows every twist and turn
And so his words make your heart burn
Because you’re lost and tempest-tossed
So you trust him and gladly thrust ahead

You’ve taken the hand of a homeless man
Hoping this vagabond has the right plan
Praying this vagabond has the right plan

He takes you over hills and thru valleys
Down alleys and onto great sea galleys
And you begin to question if he knows
As the wind blows through all he shows

You’ve taken the hand of a homeless man
Hoping this vagabond has the right plan
Praying this vagabond has the right plan

He leads you to the mountains so high
And never leaves, never says ‘goodbye’
And he promises streets made of gold
Are in store for you if you remain bold

This man without any home . . .

You’ve taken the hand of a homeless man
(Yeah, taken the hand of a homeless man)
Hoping this vagabond has the right plan
Praying this vagabond has the right plan

And he promises streets made of gold
Are in store for you if you remain bold

But you’ve taken the hand of a homeless man
Yeah, taken the hand of this homeless man . . .
Taken the hand . . . of the homeless man


Note: Once a man came to Jesus of Nazareth and said, “I will follow you.” And Jesus replied, “Foxes have their holes, and birds their nests, but the Son of Man (speaking of himself) has nowhere to lay his head.” He was the homeless man. First published in January of this year. Illustration by Leonard Franckowiak.

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27 thoughts on “You’ve Taken the Hand of a Homeless Man

      1. get well!
        We (people not perfect and that is so and remains time more everything 7000 thousand years, that come and go from us humans with different character and personality development as the eternity, it remains colorful and unaltered .. before the a great and vor The bech, I knew very far from a recheman who was indebted poor, but he is healthy.

        1. I am so sorry for the “get well.” If you will notice now, I have changed that to “God bless you.” Please excuse me … I do not speak German. I only meant to wish you all the best with blessings. Thank you for excusing me! And thank you again for reading and commenting! 🙂

  1. Amen!

    From the alleys and back lots, from under bridges and “no trespassing” signs on church buildings, from city parks and behind liquor stores in Lubbock, Texas…. AMEN!!!

    Agent X
    Fat Beggars School of Prophets
    Lubbock, Texas (USA)

        1. When I wrote this, I actually penned it as a poetic-song, but (alas) I am not a musician. My prayer is that some day, somewhere along the line, someone who is musically gifted will take this piece and turn it into an actual song… One of these days. And wouldn’t I love to hear it sung! I’m believing it will happen … one day.

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