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Jul 2014
There's hope.
There's hope to the man standing with the sign, only to pay his rent.
It was in that moment when I realize I had not been grateful all of these years, there could be so many reasons why he's standing there and it seems someone with nothing would be standing there broken.
But him? He's standing with pride.
Some people are so poor all they have is money. Funny, because I see he's content with a dollar or even some cents. Some even handed him nothing but still he is more content than you and me put together, but yet we have everything.
Tell me how come we're so stressed when a poor man can smile and the cause be a nickel
Tell me why those who have everything are complaining and he's been struggling all while
I've never heard of a poor man complaining, only striving, walking and hustling.
Everyone needs a poor man's hustle, right?
And it's those people who give me hope, standing on a thread about as thin as your hair and still have not given up on life.
You give me hope.
Brianna Jackson
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