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while walking thru the woods one day
a wise homeless man came my way
and as he came closer to me
he asked me so softly.
do you have a dollar you could spare
to buy a burger for my wife and I to share.
I’ve lost everything in my life
home, car, children too.
and I don't know what to do.
so now my wife and I sleep under the trees
with leaves as a bed, to rest my weary head.
I know that my clothes are torn and tattered
but to me that doesn’t matter.
if I could have a dollar or two
I would be grateful to you.
a warm meal is all I ask, if it's not much of a task.
all my life I was a provider, and now I’m an outsider
an outsider who finally sees, what poverty has done to me.
I’ve worked every job that I could find
.to be the provider that I used to be.
but life turned its back on me
they say that humanity always asks the LORD.
'why me' but poverty is the student
and hardship is the teacher.
that is the way the LORD can reach us.
for when we see all that we had, and did not want to share.
turned our backs on everyone, and did not really care.
this is the time that our lessons in life unfolds.
for in GODS teachings, to help our fellow man.
sacrifices we all must make, its part of GODS plan.
and now that I am homeless and living in the woods
I have to ask myself.
'what would have happened if in my life I was good'
I gave this man five dollars for that was all I had.
he looked up at me and smiled
and blessed me for the generosity.
then he turned his back, and departed from me.
and as he walked away, a mist covered him from view.
there was no one there, that was when I knew.
the LORD had came to me that day.
just to show me the homeless way.