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To seek a twist that turns a soul, toward two open hands, A street wise urchin scours the lanes, where likewise understands, And so the circle quickly spins, back to the gutter place, Where there’s no need of feeling, or chance of saving face. This wandering a dreary trail, soon drags the body down For these folks with daily lives, who’ve never known renown. Where wayside stop agenda’s, offer nil but one day hope, And little chance of learning, or a vision how to cope. Of course the word of ‘open house’, is known and known so well Amongst the fiery feel let down, whose marching’s been to hell. So now the wish of life has changed, from down beat getting by. Some choose to find a Christian peace. Then for God here am I. Talking straight and being fair, through lessons soon decide, The pendulum won’t always swing, to seek the other side, So method swings to meet the mood. Find tracks thought overgrown. Trust begins to grow in strength, and friendship seeds are sown. Put to the mind are simple tasks, that most don’t even dream, Like having faith in human kind, or be part of a team, So not surprised the answer, from a simple questionnaire, Would you rather have my wisdom, or be a millionaire? Of course the answers simple, money buys the world for you, And like you were in days gone by, do what you want to do. But tell me were you happy, with what you did without this gold! I’m sure you’ll find my wisdom, gave warmth to stimulate your cold. I’ve watched your feeling’s change, for the betterment no doubt. To see you itching for the world, and wanting to get out To face the challenge’s on offer, with your heart set on tradition, And honesty within your soul, for a lifetime of ambition. Faith the timeless healer, once again has conquered all. Where once a ceaseless tempest grew, is now a minute squall. I know there will be tempting times, I’ve seen this all before In the glow of being proud, there’s a knock upon the door. No better child stands near me now, although the worse for wear. ‘Tis I that holds the privilege when, I’m offering my care. It hurt’s to see old spirit broke; I must build on this chance, For there are no bad children. Just bad circumstance.
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