matthew broxton

Charity (No Clarity) - Poem by matthew broxton

I thought I could help,
do some good,
well someone should.
Bandage up the bloodied,
give medicine to the sick.

Charity, no clarity
as transparent as ghee,
too feel happy
when a child is full of glee.
Bruised arms,
abraised feet,
the sun, the wet, the wind and the hail
every Friday without fail.

Steaming old clothes,
tagging and pricing the stock
day after day no change in sight.

Maybe I should be proud
that I'm doing some good
well, you know
somebody should.

Comments about Charity (No Clarity) by matthew broxton

  • Diane Hine (2/28/2012 4:31:00 PM)

    Good poem about doing our part. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 2, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 4, 2011

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