I inspired to write this song after walking through a local park named Logan Circle, a very affluent area, near my home around midnight. A time when the homeless come to sleep in the park. As I wandered around the park and walking so quietly near to their dreams, I thought to myself “How can this be?”, . . . .only blocks away from the White House and the Nations Capital.

At that moment these forgotten souls seemed to be nameless faces “lost in the American dream”.

I asked myself “How can this be?” – but the real answer is “Who let this be?”.

In reality we all let this be.


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