He asks for drink he asks for bread,
Some give love some turn their backs instead,
'Alcoholic' words of stone thrown towards his head,
'Those free from blame cast the first stone' a man once said,
Does it take faith to pass him by or to reach down and offer a hand?
We all get lost from time to time that is all that we need to understand.
Christ Love
In this way we are free.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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