I was here

The poem I was here Is an old poem Written by Aldo Kraas

I was here feeding the poor in the streets

And I must say that I love to feed the poor

Every time when the poor see me they greet me with a big smile

I think it is good that the poor people are always happy

I never once saw the poor people sad

I must tell you that I get so much satisfaction feeding the poor

I don't care that the poor are dirty

There are no showers in the streets

No body else feeds the poor but me

Because if it wasn't for me the poor people would starve

The other people avoid them they don't give food to them

And also they don't spare any change for them

I think if we gave money to the poor they would spend on booze

And they would get drunk

I don't want to encourage the poor people to drink

Also that is why I don't give money to the poor

But I give food instead

 

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

I think you are wise. My family give food but will not give money. Giving money will only encourage the vulnerable with addictions. Caring for others is a wonderfull quality. It is an uplifting feeling to think you have been able to help someone, even if it is only a little. I like the thoughts you have shared here.

Chris