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Aug 2023
He comes when he comes
To deliver babies from
Single mothers
And he is busy right now
With the single mothers
Also, he is our father
Sick people I hope
You will be next on
My father’s list
Because you have been
Suffering now with a chronic
Disease for a long time
Also, you are fighting
This battle alone
And you are also scared
To die
And I also don’t blame you
Sick people
Yes people I know that
You wished that you
Disease would go into
Remission
Tomorrow my father
Will baptize
Some babies
From parents
With the holy water
We also hope that
The babies will not cray
Poor people, you are next
On my father’s list
He will come and also
Feed you because
You all have been starving
For a long time now
And that is not right
The rich people avoid you
And they don’t share a meal
With you
Also, my father knows that
You all are dehydrated
Don’t worry poor people
My father will give you
A drink with your meal
Poor people for now
You can still be able to
Sleep in the street
Because it is Summertime
Also, poor people don’t forget
That Summer will end Soon
And once Fall comes
Your father will take you all
To a shelter
And there
You will live from
Fall through the Winter
Don’t you worry poor people
We will not let you die
In the street during Fall and Winter
aldo kraas
Written by
aldo kraas  60/M/Toronto
(60/M/Toronto)   
75
   Imran Islam
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