Help
Timely help
When and where it is needed
Help where and when it is needed.
Money
Need of money
When and where it is needed
Not for lavish
Not for show sum
But for inevitable circumstances
Help
Timely help
Will raise into heaven by all means.
Medical attention
where and when it is needed
Help
timely help
Will raise unto heaven
Praise as heavenly help
Help
judicial help
Help for emancipation of an innocent
Will raise unto Gods grace.
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Small but powerful indeed. You are a poet with one mission- speak straight...
We all need help from time to time, so well pointed out in this lovely poem.
Help can be extended for various cause! well expressed poem!
All of us are bound to help each other; no one is sufficient in himself. The poem conveys a powerful message!
Help is something to me is like a rope of togetherness, it can be by money, help by energy or any form even its enough if someone wants to help but nothing they can do...its about pure bond that supposedly exist in a community to keep us strong and feel nothing less than a family. Its sad because we may say this in the text and dream but its just beautiful if we really can put it somewhere in everyone heart.. :) at least we tried it to put in poetry...to spread the spirit...keep it up :) love it
in life we have many needs, but God will always come to our rescue and help us.
If one can believe that God is there in his heart and show the right way ALWAYS, then everything works out right, no matter what. I know this is not easy, but if we just try and try again to develop that faith, the end is clear, we will be living in the 23rd Psalm. Once we have this faith, there is no need for medical help nor legal one.
Help the undernourished and the least privileged. By mothers and fathers murdered in a crazy war. Any help to those who need medicine, food, and are robbed of their most basic rights. Aid to poor countries, forgiving their foreign debts. Aid to education, civil rights.... For the Love of God, help us all!
Very interesting subject. My life was sad, troubled, poverty, starvation, but I was always proud not to ask for help. Even now at age 78 I do everything what I can, never ask help and hope I never will need anybody. I move furniture, carry packages and I cannot say more in this moment, but my pride was always strong, that if I need help I use others as a servant, which I do not wish, because I do not wish to be a servant either. OK I do not need medical help either in this moment, and hope never will, because I learned in the past 50 years so much about my human body, that even in this moment I never need any doctor. If something comes up, I know (God gives it) what to do and I can heal overnight. I wish that wisdom for everybody.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Actually money has become such a necessity in people's lives.