Poverty

Sitting there on the dirt
Staring up at you with sad little eyes
Breaking your heart ever second
Orphaned since birth
Just wanting one bite to eat
Just wanting to get an education
All we can do is empty our pockets
Give out of our hearts, and soul
Pouring out love to these children
They sit in class learning about their creator
Praising his name, as they thank the people
That cared enough for another life
No matter how far away
These children still deserve a chance at greatness
A chance to grow in the God that created them
Not stopping for one moment to curse him
Not resenting where they were born
But loving him with all their hearts