The Gift

There once was a time in my past
Where the money i earned seemed to last
I asked the question if i could afford
To sponsor a child overseas abroad

Queries were made an things set in motion
I chose a child from an african nation
A country torn apart by war an poverty
A little bit of help to change his destiny

For a few years i procured the cause
Hoping it would open some doors
Sometimes extra gifts were made
A goat some chickens for eggs to lay

When things in my life turned upside down
I decided with regret to cancel the plan
I often think about that african boy
An hope for a period of time he had some joy

I envision a time when the worlds wealth is shared
Between all the people who need to be cared
Everybody deserves a quality of life
If only to keep them from hungers knife
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Posted: Mar 2011
About this poem:
to much poverty in this world..........

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