The Help Poem by Coreatha mccoy

Who would die for me
Would you lay down your life
How about
If I couldn't walk
Would you help
be my legs
Also if I couldn't talk would you be my voice
In life we have a choice
If I had no sight could you guide me be my light
What about if I hunger would you feed me are let me beg
had no place to go
Would you pass my by
Look and sigh
And act like you didn't see are even noticed
Are would you help
Show a kind heart
And care how I felt
What about if I had no shoes are clothes
Would you take off your shirt, shoes
So I could wear do you think that is fair
Are will you continue to walk away
And stare
I guess the only one who has me that way
He stands with me each day
Like the air we do not see but need
So we could breathe
Jesus is there he's always prepared
He cares and shares
Doesn't judge me not even hold grudges
His ways are not ours his thoughts are even not
My Lord I Adore
I can count on
He's my help