by sharon
Published on: Nov 15, 2009
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Type: Poetry

I can't seem to erase from my mind
The need and pain I saw in that outstretched palm
And how they just passed by without the blink of an eye.
Where is the pity for a fellow brother or sister?
Where is the sympathy and love that should be a part of our making?

Many a palm is just as outstretched, but in a proud way
But he did it in an open way.
He did not choose to do so,
But such has become a way of life for him.
Why has everyone chosen to be so callous?
Why did everyone choose to pass him by?

Has my contribution made a difference?
Wouldn’t everyone's contribution have done so?
They say to be poor is a crime,
But it is you who have made it a crime!
A kind heart is one of the richest gifts
A wicked heart is one of the cruellest crimes.
To be rich in love, is to be rich in everything!

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