Hear the cry of the earth and the cry of the poor Liturgy for Lent 2016.
The Cry of A Poor
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The Cry of A Poor: Far off in the sky, but not so high… Appeared baffling sight of setting sun... And the shadow grabbing blacken dune… Just alike, poor dancing on broken tune… The beginning of the reign of dark... The poor eyes dull dark with no spark... And dry mouth with heavy breath... Still wishing to fetch Xmas rays... Millions of poor with nothing to eat... Looking for Santa in every street…. With Setting sun and hope so discreet. Who is Santa and where is his treat…? Few could hardly talk while passing by, Few could hardly hear even their cry.... Few of us who stoops to help and try.... Very often runs with hand empty n dry.... Sooner we realize their eventual plight.... Better move forward & give poverty a fight, Millions are still there to help them out... Together only we may think for a bout!
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The Cry of A Poor:
Far off in the sky, but not so high…Appeared baffling sight of setting sun...And the shadow grabbing blacken dune…Just alike, poor dancing on broken tune…
The beginning of the reign of dark...The poor eyes dull dark with no spark...And dry mouth with heavy breath...Still wishing to fetch Xmas rays...
Millions of poor with nothing to eat...Looking for Santa in every street….With Setting sun and hope so discreet.Who is Santa and where is his treat…?
Few could hardly talk while passing by, Few could hardly hear even their cry....Few of us who stoops to help and try.... Very often runs with hand empty n dry....
Sooner we realize their eventual plight.... Better move forward & give poverty a fight, Millions are still there to help them out... Together only we may think for a bout!
