All alone
By the sea
Hardly free
Hands upraised
People phased
Masses walk
Hardly talk
Baskets hold
Goods are sold
Those who give
Hardly live
Men have used
Women abused
Children run
Hardly fun
A place on earth
Tremendous dearth
Justice lean
Hardly seen
People fear
Shed no tear
Help around
Hardly found
In God’s belief
Constant relief
In life turmoil
Toward heaven toil.
Peter Lowell Paulson
December 7, 2010
Sounds like it was a sobering trip. Can't wait to hear all about it. And to see pictures. I know your group did great things!
ReplyDeleteNew perspectives; can't wait to share. I know it has been said thousands of times by others, but it's true, we are so blessed, not just lucky, blessed to be living in America.
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