VOICES

Don’t you hear them crying
don’t you feel their plight,
in this world so darkened and chaotic
don’t you hear them in the night.

Their faces come before me
gaunt and ravaged by their need,
of water, food and medicine
in this time of so much greed.

There are those who have abundance
those who have a little less,
those who barely make it
and live in so much stress.

If we would only do without
the extras, we don’t really need,
and helped these, the poorest of the poor
there bellies we could feed.

Lord, I hear Your voice in unison
with those who are oppressed,
help us be water, food and medicine
and all their cares address.

You hurt Lord, for the needy
but even more, I do believe,
You hurt for those who share not
for those, Your heart does grieve.

If we heed all of God’s true teachings
do as He did, while with us,
we could silence all the voices
for the love of God, we must.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Jan. 22, 2007