To Be Needy

We just drove by Family Assistance; People were there with much persistence And we always wondered what it feels Like to have lived on Meals on Wheels. Women were there holding a child's hand, Impoverished and poor in our great land Having nothing at all except a need For food so children they can feed. It seems so sad where they all live; God said to us that we should give All of the things which we could spare; How can life sometimes be not fair? We should be so kind and considerate Helping those who now are illiterate Or down in dumps and very old, And are very needy we have been told.