Kindness

the poor, the sick, the infirm, the abused not one, but plenty of them, all over a vacant sadness on each face, waiting to be enthused the poor, the sick, the infirm, the abused wait for a kindness from luckier ones to be rescued do I care or even stop a second to ponder? the poor, the sick, the infirm, the abused not one, but plenty of them, all over for this question, pares my insides, and I shiver when I put myself in their place, and imagine the pain, the angst, the helplessness, of the sufferer for this question, pares my insides, and I shiver with all my humbleness, I utter a prayer and promise that this question I will reexamine for this question, pares my insides, and I shiver when I put myself in their place, and imagine I want to pass the loving word for them needy souls for they can smile and feel in life belonged like I do with my family that fills my bowls I want to pass the loving word for them needy souls so they can hear the singing bird that extols and let them live a dream they may have longed I want to pass the loving word for them needy souls for they can smile and feel in life belonged if you also are tormented by this question and an urge to see more smiles around you then let us join hands, it is my suggestion together we can better reduce man’s regression if you also are tormented by this question answer to which is now clearly overdue if you also are tormented by this question and an urge to see more smiles around you