Sherifat Aduku Poet Personification

Charity

CHARITY

Oh! Charity
An entity to behold
I glare with compassion
My virtue of generosity.

Chaste is my goodwill.
Woe! be tide those squanders
Oh!  The tears of the orphans!
Why shy away from them?

Could you not wear the same shoe someday?
As people suffer, I am sickened
As the beggars beg,
Who am I to stop my tears?

As the children Starve
My heart aches.
Where is thy compassion you men of little faith? 
In totality

Comfort is what I bring
My naked kindness is what I offer
The flow of poverty I would obstruct 
My advantage you can take, 
Oh you disadvantaged one;

Nature would testify
I am your helping hand
Part of Gods light
Dry Your Tears

For I am CHARITY
And I am not FOR SALE.

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James Edward Lee Sr. October 26, 2017 at 6:17 PM So true, so true, powerful lovely verse James

Leon Enriquez October 26, 2017 at 10:01 AM Dear Sherifat: A nice read here. Leon

Jacob Ben Avraham October 23, 2017 at 8:23 PM Nice poem, Sarah part 2 is right above Sarah part 1, I should have combined the two, I will do that when my book comes out

Patricia Cresswell October 23, 2017 at 3:36 PM A good thought to remember. Unfortunately many think of how charity is just for the needy but it is for everyone. It comes in all shapes and sizes. thank you for sharing.