Hello

Grim reapers
Just take and never give.
No smiles or 'thank yous'.
That's what you find in a church.
Even a homeless man will wink.
A prostitute says hello.
AND have a nice day.
When a crackhead begs for money
It's a prayer for your love.
Yet you keep your noses high
Not a single glance their way.
And you wonder why God doesn't hear your prayers.
You don't know hunger like I do.
You don't feel the pain I feel.
You don't love.
At all.
That's the problem.
So quick to judge.
We all have our pasts.
Nobody wants to be left behind.
And no one wants to help the fallen.
But I do.
Who cares what they say.
My God knows my heart.
And HIS heart is in the street.
Being trampled on.
But they're really diamonds.
Just wait you precious stones
Your cuts are perfections
For the light to reveal your magnificence.
When the day comes
I'll say I never knew you.
But them, I've known them forever.
The forgotten ones.
The dreamers that you kept asleep.
My God doesn't answer my prayers.
I prayer HIS answers.
Because I was created before time
To BE time
For those who lost their way
And strayed from the eternal path
All because you couldn't say hello.
-Michy