How can I help? Monday December 11, 2017
Today's poem was inspired by a very genuine friend who was proud of how she gave love letters to homeless people. She assured me that these were received well, and that she never gave them money.
I realised, to my shame, that I was horrified by this. She sincerely believed she was doing them good because nobody told them how beautiful they were and how loved.
However, I also realise that I have turned away from friend and neighbour when it was in my power to make a relevant difference.
Instead, I have shared empty words.
So I wrote this poem to myself, and for whomsoever it resonates with.
True to life, when my turn came to need help, many friends said, "If I can help in any way... just let me know." When the right type of help was blisteringly obvious. Appropriate help did not come.
Christmas is not a happy season for all, but it is a grand opportunity to make a significant difference to someone's life.
Thus here is the poem.
"How can I help?" I helpfully said!
They gasped, "I am thirsty."
So I gave them some bread.
Then I saw a friend stranded - they had a flat tyre.
So I stopped and I hugged them,
And shared a word to inspire!
What of the homeless man exposed to the rain?
Well, I gave him my own ticket
For a cheap flight to Spain!
And when it was my turn...
I said, "Send reinforcements; we're going to die."
You heard, "Lend me fourpence; we're going to fly."
So you said you'd no change, and instead gave a grin,
Not knowing that I was about to give in.
Helping a friend doesn't take the science of a rocket
If your neighbour's in need, put your hand in your pocket.
It doesn't cost much to show that you care;
You may well be the answer
To someone's last prayer.
A Moodscope member.
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