True story of a holiday that all went wrong

Life’s A Roundabout Ride
By Paul McCann


I walked the streets of London and slept on the streets of Cork
I ate from bins and dog food tins and didn’t need a fork .
Ended up in shelters from Dublin to Belfast as well ,
Stayed in derelict buildings about five footsteps from hell .
Some people said I was a bum but never realized
How hard I’d tried to hide the tears from falling from my eyes .
I’d never known hunger and I’d never known shame ,
I never though that I would be a man without a name .
Once I was a tourist with money and places to go
But then I was robbed and ended up walking through the snow .
It was cold at night and dangerous sleeping rough out there .
I went and asked for help from a system that didn’t care .
Homeless with no family or no friends to call upon ,
I prayed each night in the morning my life it would be gone .
I moved around from place to place unwanted everywhere .
I wondered why God in his mercy never heard my prayer.
Too weak to speak I looked for work and found myself a job .
But a day before I started I walked into a mob .
Beaten up badly by some thugs and left upon the street ,
Eventually I found a way and got back to my feet .
Someone had called an ambulance that had come to my aid
The police also arrived and an arrest had been made .
More than a few years have passed now I found someone I love
I’m working hard in a job and thanking God up above ,
For everyday I get up and for all that goes around
and for the hard times too and for keeping me safe and sound .
What a difference I have seen , sometimes life can be so strange
Once I’d prayed for my life to end but now all that has changed .