Desperately poor are we who who live
Driven by hunger for things
Desperately poor, who do not give
Blinded by selfish wanting
Desperately poor; the heart, cold, vile
Turning a stone-deafened ear
To the anguished cry of mother and child
With no food or clothes to wear
Desperately poor are we who seek
Treasure of moth-eaten strings
Desperately poor, as fool-hearted thieves
Bound by the striving for things
Desperately poor, the heart enslaved
To temporal pearls of sod
Desperately poor are we who serve
Our things in place of God
Janet Martin
http://www.aholyexperience.com/2011/11/when-you-are-in-desperate-need-of-hope/?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+HolyExperience+%28Holy+Experience%29
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