I saw three little kids
Two girls and a boy
Sitting on the stairs
By a shelter
That gives food and clothes
To the less fortunate
They were so young
Time stopped
As my mind
Like a film roll
Had flashbacks of my past
They reminded me
Of me and my family
Of me and my sisters
I wanted to hug them
Hold them
Cry with them
And tell them
That I know
And that it will be ok
There are somethings in life
That only God can understand
But as I travel these roads
Am trying to build bridges
That those behind me
Can survive
The hardship and reality of poverty