I know this might sting
But we complain about the little things
Some people are living on the streets with no where to stay
And just need a place to lay
Some people walk right past and don't care
But I can't help but stare
How about we stop thinking about ourselves all the time
They're are people who don't have a dime
Jesus says "
But when you give a banquet, invite the poor, the crippled, the lame, the blind,"
But you keep saying you don't have time
He has told us from the start
To give from the Pure-ness in our heart
Whoever gives to the poor, lends to the Lord
For all love is given, is restored
And please don't tell everyone what you have done to be seen
For you and God has done this as a team
He sees your good works, and you will be rewarded
Because the silent ones are recorded
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Whispers Unraveled
ŞiirCOMPLETED #105 This book if full of Poems, written by Me. Inspired to shed light on personal problems spiritually, mentally and physically COPYRIGHT, you may NOT reproduce Thank you for reading. You won't regret it ❤️ XOXO Lex
