Let's Relegate Poverty

I have made it to the end of today because I had life support;

not just breath but something to eat and drink.

What is it worth if half the world have been poverty-striken?

You have had your three square meal

and what about those who are not near your lane

You can do something

share a part of your daily bread

I know you can give anything to patch the tattered world

Help eradicate poverty within your society

remember that everybody needs somebody

just as anybody can one day be someday they never thought of

take that step, stretch your hand forth to save a life

become a blessing in someone's life

for they are the carriers of your blessings

listen closely to their cry

let your fingers wipe their tears

help them wear a smile

and you will smile to

for it is in giving that you will receive

go forth and change the world around you

be the source of love and light in their world

they appreciate the smallest of your actions

it is the meaning to them that matters

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