Mortal Givers

MORTAL GIVERS Who are we but mortals? That we should be so bold, So presumptuous, so arrogant As to leave the poor in the cold? Should we not think of sharing Especially the ones without, And always think of giving, With unquestionable doubt! Being an only child, Was encouraged to share, I was shown to be mild, And love god and wear, My love for him on my sleeve, For the whole world to see, For I know God, and he sees me. The needy are desperate For a loaf of bread, Their clothes rags, their shoes, A mere thread, or shred. Unemployment has gone wild, A huge percentage is going To bed hungry Around the world in every country! Did we ever think we would, Live through such an epidemic, A Covid virus, which became pandemic? We must give love, dish it out Lay it on thick, Don’t even think, Do it quick, Don’t be a scrooge, learn to share, With all, no matter who or where, Don’t ever be selfishly Only receivers, Give, give, all you are able, Be proudly one of the givers! Entering: Givers Poetry Contest Sponsored By: Regina McIntosh 24 /09/2020