Best Samaritans Poems
"Woman raises over $315K for homeless veteran . . ." ABC News Nov '17
A homeless man with only twenty dollars to his name,
a sincere good Samaritan with no designs on fame,
observed a stranded woman near the interstate one night
and knew he had to be the one to remedy her plight.
When she remained in her locked car, just as he asked, he went,
to buy a can of gasoline. She must have thought God sent
an angel to her rescue. She and many more would show
they could be good Samaritans as well, and all would know
compassion thrives in many hearts. No matter how stone-cold
the world may seem, there still remain those willing to be bold
in giving. Kate McClure set up a GoFundMe account;
a throng of caring people raised a sizeable amount.
They want to see this ex-fire fighter/vet back on his feet.
They feel that Johnny Bobbitt rates a life beyond the street.
Sometimes one person’s actions serve as catalysts that lead,
as in this case, to numerous kind and noteworthy deeds.
Topic 6: Newspaper Headline
Johnny Bobbitt, age 34 at the time, was also a paramedic. He fell on hard
times due to personal issues.
April 26, 2018, entered in Jamie Pan's Interesting Contest 3
Joanna Davis
How much are you… willing to give?
Lay down your life so they may live.
In this cold world when passions flame
burns so bight beneath your name.
I still believe in what your said…
that time will come in days ahead
when love and hope will rule the day
Hate is forced to run away.
I look for your face, you hold my hand
Give me the grace to understand
Tell me now, what I should do?
Strength of will to see it through
Justice cowers, forced to hide
Too afraid to step outside
Could you stand firm of foot and say
I'll not let fear get in my way?
When a cold white world freezes the truth
Stillborn’s the child and stunts the youth?
Justice is blind, for if she saw,
She’d cry her eyes till they were raw.
I know you not; you know me less
With broken bone do I confess
Sightless eyes feel the pain,
of ruptured heats and punctured vain.
Sole less; heatless, skeletal, carcass.
Statue standing, arms erect
Belches out the crown’s reject.
Justice tight shuts her sight from view
With all that blood...well wouldn’t you?
Yes, I have been privileged to be a Good Samaritan, but I prefer to share about other Good Samaritans. Most friends and acquaintances that I have known have been and are 'Good Samaritans'. I take great delight in speaking of four of them who attended the wounds of others as well as my own.
I was a wounded worrier for having lost the house keys of a business client. I was more than a bit consoled after describing the awful day I had before the keys were recovered. He made my day when he said to me, "That Day Is Gone". I shall call him Mr. Forget It who became my Good Samaritan.
I was wounded in confidence until one Sunday morning in the church lobby a young teenager asked me if I was still hanging in there. His question gave birth to a response that shifted the confidence of my entire being and certainly changed something deep inside of me. I replied to him, "No, I'm not hanging in there; I have got the bull by the horns, and he's going down". I shall call that inspiring teenager Mr. Hang In There who also was my Good Samaritan.
We had secured a contractor to perform some work on our home. At the time, we were frustrated, disappointed, and barely recovering from a world wide economic collapse. We had a price agreement for the repairs; and when the contractor finished, I handed him the check. He refused the check by saying, "I don't want this check; I don't need this check. At that point I was overwhelmed, because he had donated all his services, both parts and labor. I shall call him Mr. Surprise, who became my Good Samaritan.
The transmission on our vehicle had gone its last mile. We were deeply worried about the heavy cost of parts and labor that such a repair would require. The repair man was referred by a friend. When he arrived to assess the situation, the first words from his mouth were, "God told me not to charge you". I shall call him Mr. No Charge, my Good Samaritan.
11142017 PS Contest, The Good Samaritan, Craig Hawkins
They say that in the Holy Land so very far away
there really are SAMARITANS, who to the present day
at Eastertide or then abouts ..but wait! Who comes our way?
Some long-haired Wanderer, I've guessed,
but let US listen for a JESt to what HE has to say!
"My names are one and many,to some I was JIM CROW.
'GOOD AFRICAN" is what you'll write if you should choose to know."
"My name was Sean O'Hara, your NEIGHBOR from the FALLs.
GOOD MAN, put down that rifle before the thing reCOILS."
"My name is Isaac Mandelbaum, your face I mark it true.
It is most clear that you should write quite simply ''THE GOOD JEW'."
You are an actor, I perceive, but me you'll not take in.
To change the words of Holy Writ would be a grievous sin.
I'm sure it says SAMARITAN in the bible on my shelf,
but if you do not believe me Sir, go read the text yourself.
Once, when I got off the bus
in the African rain,
I was greeted by hailstones
And deafening thunders!
New to the land,
and hardly prepared
for such a turn of weather,
I was shivering all over.
My teeth started chattering,
Beating a wild rhythm!
Nearly frozen, I shuddered.
Suddenly, a gate behind opened
And a friendly hand stretched out.
A son of the soil,
A total stranger, greeted me
And pulled me into his house.
He handed me a dry towel and some warm clothes.
Now I felt comfortable, though the clothes
were embarrassingly oversized,
which no one around seemed to mind, anyway!
His wife, in the meantime,
came up with a tray of hot cakes
And a pot of very hot tea.
Ah, Good Samaritans!
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It’s 9:03 am, where’s my breakfast
Oh, I have to get it myself
Not that hungry I suppose
Apathetic morning half-tones
No shuffling, straight upright
Swaying, fighting off figures
Feel chained up like Kracken
Absurd loneliness, never by myself
Poor Prometheus; poor, poor, Prometheus
He could never keep his breakfast down
Every morning robbed of the feeling
Of being full, of being useful, alone
In stone hands men pray
Eyes wide shut, breath rapid
Pose questions of why and when
Accept it, unchangeable dilemma