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The most misfortunate ones in this world, the ones without love, share some love today, and do add little creatures also!!!!!!!!!!!! |
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Where there is love….
No matter,
How hungry,
How thirsty,
How poor,
How dirty and dark,
Love gives live spark,
The comfort in the bosom,
That’s where all our life does blossom,
Did it matter?
The house was old,
There was one room only,
One bed,
One meal a day,
One parent only,
There was always love,
And a gentle hand for comfort,
Did it matter?
There was war and death,
Worries for survival,
Your loved ones,
Your little sis,
Your little brother,
Yes it mattered, but there was always love,
Were neighbours still cared and shared,
Did it matter misfortunes?
Fathers not coming home,
Mothers not caring,
Sons not coming home,
And daughters,
And soldiers,
Yes it matters, where the love is,
And where the neighbours are,
Does it matter if riches are plenty for some only?
Wallets,
Hearts minds and souls,
Togetherness,
Kindness,
Caring,
Yes, sharing and caring are part of love,
Have the wrong riches swallowed us all?
Does it matter what the heart knows?
I remember poverty,
Misery,
War,
Hunger,
Fear etc,
But what I remember most was love,
From father, mother, grandma, neighbours etc,
What is real misery?
Remembering only,
Everything,
But not love,
And kindness,
And sacrifice,
That breeds nothing but resentment,
This breeds more the same,
Are we winning the war on poverty?
Be careful this is a loaded question.
©16/02/2009
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Edwin
From father, mother, grandma, neighbours etc
So do I, and I must include my numerous pets. Love truly does make the world go round, and we truly need far more of it, today.
Be always safe,
Karen
Love,
Eileen
Winning the war on poverty? are the CEO, bank directors, the speculative money lender in jail? they were the ones greedy enough to send all the saved money with the wind. Now, we need to bail out them? who are them kidding? throw the lot in jail and melt the keys.
Georg
He meant no matter how many times you bail people out, they will find a way back to that level, because it is their Karmic lot in life to live in that state.
Blessings,
Walt