I have heard;
the depressing plus torturing.
I have seen;
the welcoming plus charming.
Amongst each community;
that I have reached,
Songs of peace echo;
The unattended with none to tackle,
Stare aimlessly around; to those using the sickle.
What happens?
I am touched.
I see the handicapped;
The heart inside me,
Flip to and fro;
Then what?
I am touched.
On;
Wheelchairs.
They witness as others are in bliss;
as they twist their cheers.
With;
Sticks to locate the way,
For their eyes have not;
Seen the colour of the ground.
What happens is;
I am touched.
Without pigment;
They go on the surface,
Many other groups laugh;
Without minding how tough.
Some do not make it;
In achieving their dreams.
Most of their majority;
Are without ability to afford,
Skin maintenance creams.
I have faced;
The homeless,
Afflicted by all these.
What happens to me is:
I AM Touched!
If you have that;
which can uplift our friends,
Make haste for ends to meet.
Feel touched and act.
This is because am;
TOUCHED!
#BeTouched
#MakeThemRise
#Tru
@Gerald_Tapiwa_M
@Small_True_Acts
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