Pity
There are men whom my pity strikes
For loss of child or loss of wife
Who are saddened by internal strife.
Pity, just for this moment in their life.
There are others for which I grieve
Whose loss is also so very deep.
There are children with no family found
Abide in foster homes just passed around.
Low the homeless out on the street
My heart goes out to these I meet.
Yet I always cry a tear, for the man
Who turns his back on Gods generous hand.
Then provokes His holy might
To lose all hope for eternal life.
Copyright © Mike Samford | Year Posted 2007
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