Jose Radin Llorca Garduque Poet Rhyme

197 Charity

197.

Charity



Oh God, when they have taken away everything

And to me remains but nothing

From You I shall hope to have something



A helping hand from a stranger

Shall suffice although I'm meager

Can somehow quench the thirst & hunger



By that be thankful I should

By that be grateful I could

By that be joyful I would



For it is a grace to receive

Something that I can never give

It can somehow make a heave



Oh God, I should make Thee see

That I'm contented and happy

For everywhere & everytime, there's charity.



-01/06/2013

(Dumarao)

*My Morning Poems Collection…written on Epihany

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