a poem for the poverished

it was never ment to be that these ones .these little ones where made to suffer.it was never your fault that you where born in a world where mens greed has cost you the most vunerable to the brink of exstinction.there is hope for he who stands alone knows you for him your suffering he shall bear.the truth is witness for those who cannot help themselves.for his love no human can truly understand.but those who are crying and longing for his name he shall deleiver the keys to the kingdom.this is the time for the less fortunate to be blessed .and for us lonly souls to past the test.and bring the fruit of life to you who longs for it.