“Lord, Let Me Find Kindness Today”
Sometimes a sacrifice of love
is what's required in a day;
maybe just a moment in time
to help another find their way.
Hands reach out and ask for coins
and maybe numbered paper too;
instead you examine what's before you
as you decide what you're going to do.
You're not moved by the dirt soiled hands
or the clothes not changed in weeks;
the flesh that barely sticks to the bone
or the tears flowing down the cheeks.
The stench you decide is too unpleasant
as you take strides to the other side;
adding shame and sorrow to the already hurting
as in their crumbling world they hide.
Their day may have begun with a simple prayer
“Lord, let me find kindness today,”
Instead they felt what pushed them out
and caused their lives to go astray.
Sometimes it takes a sacrifice of love-
as the vagrant gives his last bite to his friend;
he doesn't care about the dirt soiled hands
only that he'll live...to see another day end.
(c) Godwin H. Barton