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Prayer of the Soup Kitchen

Trumpet sounds penniless dignity black and white pavement heart impoverished souls... Downtrodden parade shameful faces some look away others wish you a blessed day... Help me Father ease my hunger a celebration of family and friend thank you Lord... The soup kitchen holy place God help the hungry who wake up with the sun until the day comes when they can't...

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Andrea Dietrich

Date: 4/26/2014 4:22:00 PM

a very lovely poem about those who truly care and try to do something to help the impoverished. Wonderful.

Ken Carroll
Date: 4/26/2014 4:43:00 PM

Always appreciated Andrea!

Donna Jones

Date: 4/25/2014 12:00:00 AM

Grateful for their blessings Still....what a message....thanks..

Ken Carroll
Date: 4/26/2014 4:43:00 PM

thanks for visiting Donna..

Justin Bordner

Date: 4/23/2014 1:51:00 PM

There is a rich paradox within this blessing for the soul searchers, neediness within the stare of satisfaction. " Down trodden parade..." great write Ken. J.A.B.

Ken Carroll
Date: 4/26/2014 4:42:00 PM

Ken Carroll
Date: 4/26/2014 4:41:00 PM

Thanks Justin!

Dr.Ram Mehta

Date: 4/23/2014 7:21:00 AM

Nice rhythm, Ken

Ken Carroll
Date: 4/26/2014 4:41:00 PM

Thank you Dr. Ram..