When every step you take to help people is interpreted in a negative way how can you reach the poorest sectors of your community who are dying from disease and hunger. When well-wishers are known as "Enemy Collaborators" How can one make friends within his or her community. Despite all these difficulties I stand to defend the rights of those people who have been denied to be people
You may not be happy with my moves
But you can't stop me from helping people
My feelings for the Underprivileged is eternal
You can conspire me to take my life
But in no way shall I die if you kill me
I shall always remain a living charity
The poor will keep singing my name
You may not be happy with my poems
But my deep compassion for peace and
Love is enormously high
You can plot me to derail my train of thoughts
But never shall the walls of my muse make cracks
I shall always remain a living poetry
My words will keep resonating with the wise
A homonymless man writes shows what it's like to look up the laid he skirts when you’re lying prone(d) to the sidewalk, beer / joint / needle dangling from your hand /lips / arm.
Married ten years, and more in love than ever, Robert and Marcie have everything to live for. But a terrible secret is breaking Robert's heart: he knows that Marcie is about to die...
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Susan
Be well...and always take care of yourself, and others who need your help.
This is a sad poem of powerful emotions.
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o(
That is truly sad, but yet you remain steadfast in your compassion, Abdi-Noor, which is most commendable.