The true charitable,
hás no need of witnesses
to attest his acts... !
His humble servants
givers convey love and hope~
God’s mere messengers
A woman crying, was looking around.
It appears that she lost one hundred pound,
so I think it is fair
that I show her I care -
I gave her ten from the hundred I found.
General’s gifts of war is admired
Devil’s gifts of sin is sweet
Terrorists’ gifts of death is a wonder
I meat mail the needy
paste my smiles generously
on those who know not love
and serve prayers at tables
in all feasts I attend asking
Almighty to come down
but there is no change
the world of sufferers I see
still expanding, frightening
Look little girl
It's not what it looks like
It's really, really not
I came for a picnic with the orphanage
And the food I simply forgot
Look little girl
Don't get all upset
Don't get yourself in a state
I am sure all the others
Won't mind if they donate
Look little girl
It's the gospel truth
I take it for the needy
You've got it all completely wrong
It's not just me being greedy
Look little girl
I've tried everything else
I even called in at the shops
Please little girl, just stop screaming
You're going to alert the cops
Now come on officer
The orphans are starving
This is really not fair
That's my excuse, I am sticking to it
My name?
Erm………….Yogi Bear
__Attestation to our sweet dreams__
We can’t beef
We’re far from it
We can’t leave
We’re richer than that
We can apologize
When we’re wrong
We can publicize
When we’re strong
We’re not mad
We’re conscious of time
And so we’ll be heard
At exactly the time
We have depth in us
We dream of what is feasible
We’re wise and a brilliant source…
We’re meaningful and capable
All we have in our desires are real
And they are worth in our dreams
Medals and wordsmith meal
Are perhaps minimal in our rhythm?
We struggle in the battle
We lock horn that is realizable
Our visions abound- aren’t rattle
They are palatable and charitable.
Rondelet: Be Charitable
Be charitable
Employer of rich paper waste
Be charitable
Statistics make high-ups noble
Pulp industry makes rich thick paste
More you give the more the distaste
Be charitable
(c) T. Wignesan - Paris, 2012
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