A rather old Thanksgiving sort of poem…though not written with the holiday in mind it’ll work for this week.
I Give Thanks
as I sit and wonder
what there is to be thankful for
I look around me
only to confront the faces of poverty
war and hunger
I see the love of family even through despair
I see the joy of love even through anger
I see the look in your eyes as you look at me…
I see the pain
I feel the hate
I know the desperation
I seek the answers
I hear the screams
I smell the refuse
and I thank God-
for love is there to be found
to answer the questions
and drown out the pain…
and I thank God-
simply because He deserves the thought