Open Poetry #34 |
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ecrivan Member Elite
since 2001-12-10
Posts 3923my own state |
Dig in those pockets on a rainy day the rain collected in puddles charitable thoughts all muddled Dig those grimy fingers in those ring laden ones ones that snap at corporate scams cling to stocks on subway trams sinewy, manicured personal tastes epicured. Fingers can sense what coins to give compassion gets to ones that live flooded Asian needs are on the line generous hypocrites can spare some dimes There's no blood drive at the office today few dimes amassed in tremendous give away demonstrative of a still human race alms collected from your own pocket space. |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Sad but true write ecrivan. We need to dig really deep and give what we know we can. Let's not wait for the "uppity ups" .... let's just "give." "There but for the grace of God...." Hugs, Chris ~The soul that can speak through the eyes can also kiss with a gaze~ |
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froggy Senior Member
since 2003-06-23
Posts 1893Michigan |
This sad indeed. We always make sure to donate to help those in need. Thank-you for the reminder Martin. :-) Within this heart you'll find love |
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