Some of us don’t know how well we have it

In this land of ours of good and plenty

While many say and think that their life is unfit

While their souls and stomachs are never empty.

I once  cried out for a new pair of shoes

Until I saw a man who had no feet

Then I heard a child cry for food that she refused

Then I saw another child that had nothing to eat.

I once saw a man whom had everything

Then I saw a another man who had nothing at all

Then that  homeless man to GOD he did sing

While the man with everything was afraid to fall.

I once knew of a woman who pitied her life

Screaming out that no one had it as worse as her

Then I read of a woman whom died from her own knife

But of her own problems to no one did she say a word.

I never had any holes in any of my pockets

Then once I saw a man carrying change in a can

Then I thought about mans own work dockets

I then realized, how lucky that I truly am.

Randy L. McClave