John 12:8

8 You will always have the poor among you, but you will not always have Me.”

 

 

Irony      

 

Poverty swells beyond control

 

despised by  the "well to do".

 

Discomfort besets them being exposed

 

to the creed in the slum's aloe.

 

 

 

The poor just struggle day to day

 

a ward on society's skin.

 

If we could ... we would burn them off

 

or remove them from within.

 

 

 

They "live" a dozen to a hut

 

and sometimes many more.

 

No food, no clothes, no comfort there

 

unless in family's core.

 

 

 

We elevate the "tender" few,

 

who built mansions just for four.

 

Who invest every thing in self

 

and leave compassion at the door.

 

 

 

I love my God ... Who in His Care

 

loves to live in every hut

 

and leaves the palaces to the kings,

 

whose hearts by choice were shut.

 

 

 

Jan Wienen