by sharon | |
Published on: Nov 15, 2009 | |
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Type: Poetry | |
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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! « return. |