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Sicken

Sicken


We take all for granted
We think we have to have it all
We can’t live with out this,
We can’t bear with out that.
There are less unfortunate.
They may want the last bit of rice,
What about that stake you dropped last night?
Little things we just forget about
Clothing and the style is all about this time
Showers and luxury we expect right now
Shoes and socks we get anytime
I am sicken buy my behavior
I just forgot about them all
As they suffer I just don’t care
So I set a prayer out to all
Hoping someone who will care 
I am sicken by us all

Marissa Stoops

Copyright © Marissa Wilson | Year Posted 2009

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John Freeman Date: 11/4/2009 8:24:00 AM I understand your sentiment Marissa. We could all learn, by waking up and smelling the coffee. Untill humanity develops the higher morality of the Father's logic we will have the physically poor with always, Jesus said. Meanwhile we need to make the changes that are possible for us to make. Sincerely,Moses Login to Reply