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Nov 2013
Oh, he heard the comments.
He heard the put down.
He heard all the laughter.
You know the way many of us do the homeless.

He took it in.
He stayed calm.
Probably was alarmed.
Like a undercover boss he was judging us and our heart.
Similar to our Spiritual father.

He saw the worst side of us.
He saw some great good within various people.
And He smile, which he constantly do.

He surely believes in the good within you and I.
Still, he faced comments of the worst kind.
Until folks found out that man was Jesus.

Then their reaction changed.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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