Charity

Posted by Brad Osborne on February 12, 2020 · 11 Comments 

 

 

It is hard to pay it forward

In a lost world of me and mine

Like a handful of pearls tossed toward

An undeserving, greedy swine

 

Without a way of true knowing

Just how these gracious gifts be used

I wonder if seeds we’re sowing

Are generosity abused

 

Rich doctors cheat on their taxes

Politicians lie all the time

The inescapable fact is

They never see it as a crime

 

If those with much will take from those

To whom life has given little

Then why is it that we suppose

That they would then give a tittle

 

We give for the sake of giving

Knowing not where our gifts may fall

Sincere hopes to help the living

The innate and dutiful call

 

Yet we should still give when we can

But give in the proper measure

A hand stretched out to fellow man

Is in itself a true treasure

 

 

 

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