Charity

Charity

POEM TITLE: CHARITY

Love I give
Prosperity I share
Appealing to man’s yelling
For worthless valuable in abundance

Blessings be unto him that gives
A gesture by a grateful mind
Who gets pleasure in another’s happiness
And only treasures the smiles in their faces

Belief in them is why he helps
Helping them is not a threat
Threatening him by them is worst
Worth of him can then be worst.

Life entails to give and take
Prayer is worth a gift to rich
Kindness is worth a gift to poor
The rich and poor needs the same
And the same they earn themselves is good.

The hand that gives can give enough
Enough for him that takes to quit
Quite a soul that does is rare
Rare because they think it’s fair
Fair because it is their share
The share of which affects their heir.

 

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