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If I Were Poor

If I were Poor would You still reach for Me?
Would You offer Me Your Hand to hold?
Would You Heal Me as this unfolds?
Would You offer Me a bath and cleanse Me?
Would You defend Me from Meanness as We see?
If I were Poor would You still reach for Me?
Could You ever just Be seen with as I Be?
Could You pray with Me and help Me Sleep?
Could You walk with Me and Show that You care?
Could You cloth me and show You share?
If I were Poor would You still reach for Me?
Should You help keep a roof over My Head?
Should You furnish a room with a bed?
Should You Hug Me and hold Me tight?
Should You Protect Me from a horrific fight?
If I were Poor would You still reach For Me?
The Old Beggar consoled with The Rich Men and pondered.
The Two Rich Men just walked away and moved on yonder.
Then Old Beggar cried in Mercy,"I just begged You to try..."
The Two Rich Men showed no remorse and never answered His Cry.
The The Old Beggar just stopped and stared when apposed...
There The Old Beggar turned away with His Beautiful Angel Wings Exposed!



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  1. Date: 9/30/2014 2:00:00 PM

    This was a very touching write, Charlene. It's so sad when poverty not only robs of monetary benefits but also self dignity and worth due to the reactions of the affluent. Yes, angels in disguise have often visited us and been turned away. Great write.
  1. Date: 9/30/2014 12:39:00 AM

    It is so sad how a rich person can look at a poor one, and not see a human being who is desperately in need.... I came from a poor background, and my family and I always appreciated anything that was given to us. I was lucky enough to meet some of those angels in disguise.... You did a really great job on this poem, Charlene! Congratulations on your win!
  1. Date: 9/29/2014 4:23:00 AM

    "Others have everything" that statement goes further besides money. Some people are lucky to have a full compliment of family members while a large percentage grows up in broken families. We take that for granted nowadays. I love the poem though