DEAR LORD, BUT WHY? Why is life so kind and merciful to some, but so cruel and mean to many? For some, its bliss from cradle to the grave. For most, is blows from birth to burial. Some born to wealth. Most born to wretchedness. Like one plant by the cool river side. Another in the hot desert sand! The rich is blessed with so many friends and family, But the poor is deserted even by his own blood, The rich is buried in a special sepulcher. His poor neighbours body is dumped in a shallow grave That none cares to even mark! Father visit me and turn my situation round,amen.
Posted on: Thu, 23 Oct 2014 17:28:03 +0000
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