MY INSPIRATION TO STRIVE

The orphan knocking door to door 

 Because he was so poor

 Begging to fill his tummy

 Because he had no money

 Dirt on his face streaked with tears                         

 No one to help him through his fears

 No papa, no mama…

 No one to protect, defend nor mend

 This broken child

 With a heart so mild

 God provide and protect

 Please, someone, interject

 Help him survive, thrive  and strive