Remember your Greatness

“REMEMBER YOUR GREATNESS

Before you were born,
And were still too tiny for
The human eye to see,
You won the race for life
From among 250 million competitors.

Kind

 

You are so kind, she said and I am not.
I am rude and crude, rough at times and too outspoken.
Sarcastic and cynical, brutal sometimes if only with words.

Someday at Christmas

Someday at Christmas, men won’t be boys
Playin’ with bombs like kids play with toys
One warm December, our hearts will see
A world where men are free

Christianity stops at the Border

Born in poverty, raised with hunger, we listened and learned.

God only helps the ones who help themselves they said, and it made sense to us.

We knew what we had to do, we packed our things and left.