Others

I was one of these people in our streets when I was only seven.Cold,hungry,scared.I know how it feels to have nothing or much.Thank God I had that experience for now I don't have to just pass them & do nothing,now if I can I can help them,but if I haven't got anything to give at that time,I can always pray for them,not just pass them by.

OTHERS

So many people in our streets
Living from day to day
Very few of us give them a thought
We see them but go our way.

We see them on the news
For a moment we shed a tear
Oh,the poor things we say
Then thoughts of them disappear.

Forgetting about them once again
Until the next time they happen our way
We look at them as though contagious
To them we know not what to say.

We are all in this together
For each other we are here
We are all sent for a purpose
So,each others griefs we must bare.

By, Linda Knight