Do not waste your tears on the one who is dead
But weep for the poor and the homeless instead
For the dead one is past every sorrow and care
And of tears shed by you for him or for her they will not be aware
Though to his or her last resting spot you may stand quite near
When you weep for them the dead do not hear
So weep for the paupers of poverty street
And help every poor person that you do meet
The dead past all suffering they no longer carry their cross
When you weep for them you weep for your own loss
Since we are born as mortals we are destined to die
This a fact of life and fact never lie
So weep for the homeless if you have tears to shed
The poor one tonight who does not have a bed.
Sunday, December 9, 2012
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