He comes from foreign lands
To make his fortune here
But little did he know
He had much more to fear
From men that he believed
Would help him on his way
They took all that he owned
No money or place to stay
A kind Samaritan
Found him in tears one day
Called all the friends he knew
For jobs that they would pay
And now he sweeps the streets
Every day around our place
His head is held up high
A smile upon his face
It\'s Chinese New Year time
He wears a bright new jacket
All the residents here
Give him a full red packet
I see him as I walk
For my papers up the street
We smile and wave together
\"Good morning\" we both greet.
Foreign workers were tricked by unscrupulous men when they left their homes and families to earn a better income in other countries including here. Our street sweeper was lucky to have met a kind gentleman who was able to help him. Others are not so fortunate.