I’d moved on to greener pastures and thought to leave my cares behind,
but the homeless and the sick, I cannot wipe them from my mind.
They moved in with me, stared me down and staked their claim.
I sought to turn my back on them. Oh God, to know such shame!
A royal flush, I did receive and with lady luck in tow,
how could there be no thought that what I reap so shall I sow.
Fortunes come and fortunes go and blessings in abundance,
and if I am not careful, I could soon get my comeuppance.
There are those who have no voice and would like for me to speak.
Am I then to turn my back and forget the poor and weak?
I so tried not to care; but I must find a way,
to get my act together and to not sit out this play.
I am but one and don’t I know that there is much to do.
I need my friends to help me. I need each one of you!
Shelby I. Courtland
© 2013 Shelby I. Courtland
How many times I have tried to stop, to let it go, to try NOT to care, to be so busy that I have no time to concern myself and still I must continue, I must care! From time to time, I will still post that which will come, that which MUST come. The haunted that I have seen, they will NOT be denied! They cry out for a voice and so I must speak!