What your souls about
Proverbs 22: 9
A generous man will himself be blessed, for he shares his food with the poor.
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Huddled in a cardboard box shivering from the cold
Not a glance do you give, just pull your jacket closed
Pretend you didn’t notice them maybe they’ll go away
Constantly complaining how they ruined your day
How did this all come about the callousness you feel
While the Hunger and the cold to them is very real
Do you try to lend a hand or go merrily on your way?
Maybe they give conversation to occupy your day
This writings not about the poor or the down and out
But about a helping hand and what your souls about
If each one helps just one child or a family in need
God will bless your house and in His grace you’ll be
What a thought provoking poemTJ...as I always say, it could happen to any of us at any time...we should do what we can to help.....great write my friend...100/10..*dc* xx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The utter simplicity and truth of ur poems is amazing TJ, keep sharing ur thoughts with us. Thank you.