by Tom Jones | |
Published on: Jan 3, 2005 | |
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Type: Poetry | |
https://www.tigweb.org/express/panorama/article.html?ContentID=4989 | |
In light of the disaster in South Asia, we send hope and aid to those in need: I do not come in a box I do not come in a pail I come in a person And I come to prevail I come to give wisdom I come to help cope I come to cure heartache I come to give hope I have come here to help you From far, far away I want your salvation And for your health I pray I came here myself I have no real master I come with relief To those in disaster I don’t speak your language I don’t understand But I'm here to help you To hold on to your hand I need no temptation No salary, no cash To be here and help you To sew up a gash To see you, a victim Strikes pain in my heart Your smile is my payment A light in the dark I see your discomfort I give you a hug We are all human On one rope, we all tug Though you've never met me And I never you I help you, dear friend It's the right thing to do Who am I? I am a friend, I am a volunteer « return. |