"sociaty" poems
Many people remind us of the Lord.
They venture into places we dare not go.
It might be the ghetto or the wealthy side of town.
Where pretense is in the people you know?
They have the heart of the Good Samaritans.
Where assisting those in need?
Is there only agenda.
They mean no harm.
And many never seem alarm.
But more comfortable.
It's been stated many of us live in a comfort zone.
Surrounded by security from the real sociaty.
Where fear controls your every move?
These brave souls acts on reaction.
Always seeking a satifaction to the crisis.
They have the heart of a Good Samaritan.
Emergency Technicians.
They have the heart of a Good Samaritan.
Fire personnel.
They have the heart of a Good Samaritan.
Law enforcement.
They have the heart of a Good Samaritan.
Counselors, charity workers.
They have the heart of a Good Samaritan.
All honorable soldiers.
They have the heart of a Good Samaritan.
And brave parents.
They have the heart of a Good Samaritan.
Especially when we see them stand up to those trying to be mean.
When others would avoid getting involved.
We must remember there are those that honorable in the eyes of God.
When people with titles refuses to fight.
They need to remember they walking in darkness instead of the light.
Comfortable in doing wrong.
Instead of doing right.
Apr 12, 2013
Apr 12, 2013 at 8:17 AM UTC
I don't care for my suffering only yours .I don't care for the cruption that has become the world. Call me careless because it's true. I don't care for any of it .
I don't care for your convertible BMW or your mansion three storys high. I don't care about your million dollar suit or your billion dollar welth.
I'm careless for the fate of the poor because they sit in their homes with ten cars in the garage and not a care in the world. I'm careless for the poor because they don't know how to react to the half blind man sitting on the curb with the hope of just keeping his faimly safe.
You can say I'm careless because I am
But if you say I don't care about the rich your so far from right that your of the radar. I care for those who can't go far and can barely aforde a car. They know who they are and don't bother with goin to the bar to drink away their sorrow.
I care for those who belive in tommrow and struggle for their lives to become right and their not blinded in the night.
They fight through with light and and won't take flight when they hve to prove their right.
I care for the rich and not the poor call me *** backwards but did you ever consider your that your the one in reverse?
Did you ever consider being the one who is careless or do you go with the flow of a sociaty that accepts the poor with open arms and shuts the rich out with the simple look and never consider that they've picked up a book?
Saying I'm careless can be so right but don't say I won't put up a fight because the ones who have everything have nothing and the ones who have nothing have everything.
Jan 11, 2011
Jan 11, 2011 at 11:37 AM UTC
Happiness and sadness so close together, Is it melancholia in the sky?
Can sadness make you happy
And laughing make you cry?
These confusing moments
makes you want to wonder
Is crazy normal or normal crazy?
Must we all be puppets of sociaty?
Or must we follow our hearts
Nov 20, 2014
Nov 20, 2014 at 2:51 PM UTC