We are our brothers’ keepers, <br />And our sisters’ too, <br />We should give them all we have to give, <br />To help see all troubled times through. <br /> <br />The world is such a hurting place, <br />Made up of meanness, greed and sin, <br />But where does one go to start? <br />Where does one try even to begin? <br /> <br />I guess we just have to start, <br />Asking God to guide us toward those daily needs, <br />To clothe the naked, house the poor, <br />And all those in hunger feed. <br /> <br />It only takes one person at a time, <br />To fill a need or two, <br />But it must begin somewhere, <br />And it can only start with me and you. <br /> <br />By: Linda Winchell<br /><br />Linda Winchell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-brothers-keeper-2/
