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I know A Man

I know a man

who wakes up

every morning, goes out of

his way to preach love to others

and at the end of the night , he has

no one to hold , no one to love him

 

I know a man

Who goes out of his way

to preach peace to every child

in the neighborhood and at

the end of the night , he Cannot

find peace within himself

He lives in darkness

 

I know a man

who goes out of his way

to feed the beautiful birds

at his favorite park, and at the end

of the night he has nothing to eat

he goes to bed hungry

 

I know a man

who goes out of his way

to give his all to everyone

and at the end of the night

all he owns is the clothes

on his back

 

I know a man

Who served his country

Fought for freedom

For civil rights

So all of us can sleep well

At night , and at

the end of night

He has no home to go to

He sleeps on a bench

at his favorite park

 

I know a man

who goes out his way

to do everything right

even when nothing is

going right in his own life

 

I know that  man

and I can only pray

that one day I can be

half of the man that he is

 

NOW

—————-

 

Who

saves the savers ?

Who

gives the givers ?

Who

heals the healers ?

Who

loves the Lover’s ?

Where

do you put your hurts

when your hands are full ?

 

TIME TO SAVE THE WORLD!

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Written by
Edmond1000
39 / M / NJ
Published
Nov 18, 2018
Lines·Words
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Notes

Allen this one is for you my friend. And brothers and sisters let us please remember what Thanksgiving is truly about... it’s about love , it’s about sharing, it’s about giving a helping hand to the less fortunates , it’s about recognizing the richest blessings , the beauty around us, and water each other. As the temperatures dropping if you cannot provide someone with shelter maybe there’s an extra old comforter somewhere deep in the closet someone like Allen can put to good use. Thank you for reading and may God bless you all and your family doing the holiday seasons and always!

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

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