Do you ever realize?
The significance of a coin
Given, to the beggar
On all-fours.
For the value of this coin,
Worth no more than
Spare change to thee,
Brings them
One step closer to
Living another day.
Do you ever ponder?
The release of instincts,
Like hyenas, in search of food,
Scouring the plains.
When beings seek nourishment.
Every second, minute,
Longing for survival,
Basking in the smell of food.
Without a meal and shelter,
The homeless have nowhere to go,
Do you ever wonder?
The act of charity,
Bringing a smile upon the under-privileged.
For their appreciation,
Their meager 'Thank You',
Greater for themselves,
Than they do to you,
Regardless of your standing.
Bless be the silver
That feeds their families once again.
Never do you believe
The true value of your coin,
When it is brought upon others
Whom need it more:
When it is used to bring others
To a plane higher than ever before,
When it is used to provide,
To nurture,
To care
For the homeless.
The coin in your pocket may be
Their shelter for a day.
An act of kindness goes a long way.
