One day, a Son and his Mother
Saw a man in the streets,
Freezing and starving,
At the brink of death.
The Mother gave him
The only morsel of food
They had with them.
The Son stopped her,
And said,
"We are ourselves knee-deep
In a whirlpool of poverty.
How, Mother,
Can you give away
The last of our food to him,
A stranger, not even our blood."
The Mother replied,
"Oh my child,
Never despair
in the face of grief.
Never back down
From a fair fight.
Never turn your
Face against what is right.
And never, ever
Avert your eyes from
Those in need like you.
Helping them might not
Bring us wealth,
But it will give me comfort
In knowing that
I did something right
In this wrong world.
Help someone in need today
So that he might
Return the favor to
Someone else someday.
If we don't show
Kindness to others in need,
Do you think
We'll deserve that
Kindness in return?"
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A Piece Of My Heart
ПоэзияA collection of poems, inspired from the events that happened in my life or those around me. Rankings: #2 in Poetryislove #2 in Randompoems
