Charity begins at home
You can't repair another
Man's home when
Your home is not fixed
This has been the problems
In the world
Political decisions are
Neither far from this issue
Those who gave us freedom
Has a skeleton in their cupboard
They got issues at home
Yet they want deal with
Our life in Africa
I begin to wonder
Whose ass got no
Cos I believe
Charity begins at home
I don’t put all my eggs in the same basket,some eggs are at home in a separate bucket,my home is first for me then going things to other baskets,my charities to begin at my home,isn’t it?
Tongues as cymbals
Or sounding brass
What you believe
Is but one small path
You may aspire to greater heights
But that will not allow you to advance
In your God's eyes
Love yourself
Not in a lustful way
Love your neighbour
With all your heart
Embrace your enemy
The same.
It is in love
Where the human meets the divine
And in that moment
Heaven's gates open
Knock with love
And they will open to you.
CHARITY
Is the most honourable of all good intentions
To help those poor souls in need
We all have so much for which to be thankful
Our mission is to do a good deed
BEGINS
The task of seeking the underprivileged
Those truly in need of assistance
Doing our very best to make sure they enjoy
A happier and productive existence
AT
Very first news of someone in distress
Be there to offer your hand
Making sure things are contented at home
Then offer to help your fellow man
HOME
Is definitely where charity should begin
On that we must be consistent
Then share the warmth of our loving heart
And our happy and peaceful existence
©Jack Ellison 2012
In aid of a jumbo sale,
I turned out some cans of ale.
‘I’ll drink these,’ I said.
‘And give them my bread -
‘Although it’s a little stale.’
I wouldn't really LOL
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