MY HEART GOES OUT. It goes out for the lost souls. It goes out for the street kids. It goes out for the poor. It goes out for the sick. It goes out for the crippled. It goes out for the unemployed. My heart goes out. Fitting myself in their shoes. Feeling their pain, For days they long for help, Failing to get simple basics of life, Finally my eyes opened. Now I know they are not just people, They are my brothers and sisters, We share the same Heavenly Father, He sent me and you to be there for them, Let our hearts go out. Our true identity is love, We are no self-centered, we think also about our others, They are part of our family, Doesnt matter, the race, skin color, Flesh is just a covering. My heart goes out. Let not the world steal not my heart, Cling not on the material, Let my heart go out, Sharing is caring, Sacrifice is caring, God help me let my heart go out. Yes my heart goes out. My heart goes out. MY HEART GOES OUT. GOES OUT. GOES OUT. GOES OUT. Thank you. Poem by SaintMabuse Sipho Hlakudi.
Posted on: Fri, 02 Jan 2015 04:40:21 +0000
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