A Silent Scream for Love
No matter how bad you think your life is, wake up each day and be thankful for what you have. Someone somewhere is fighting just to survive.
Let us join our hands together, look and listen closely to the echoes of the silent screams of people who are alone and needed our love and care even in just simple ways like sharing to them even a little penny to feed their hungry stomachs.
I’m alone in this world
With no one around
I seek for love anyone can give
But nothing I found.
I’m alone and dying
With no one to tend and care for me
I tried to shout and plead
But no one seems to hear...
I really can't forget an old sick man I saw shivering at the corner of an overpass. It was raining and I walked passed by him running a little but then went back to drop money on his empty can.
He was shivering badly because of his wet shirt, very dirty and can't really like get up.
I don’t know why he wouldn’t move to a shade he just kept his hand firmly on the can and his situation looks so bad. Maybe he really can't get up and needs the help of other people to lift him up... but nobody will extend their help to this poor old man.
My heart hurts seeing people like him on these situations. He was someone else's son, a brother or maybe a father. Nobody knows why he ended up there with nowhere to live or maybe he was born on that situation.
Where’s his family? How about his mother? Any brothers or relatives? Why did they leave him up there on the rain? Maybe it's not the first time or second or third he's up there waiting for the rain to stop.
It happened one evening when I was going home from a trip and it so happened that I passed by this intersection and have to use the overpass.
People were minding their own 'tent' for the goods they were selling to people passing by.
But this old man, he was like wanting to get up and he can't. While I was dropping the money, he looked at me, his lips still shivering and screaming for help.
I then asked the man selling goods nearby if he could help move the old man away from the pouring rain. But he just ignored me.
I felt so bad that I have nothing to do. The rain was now pouring heavily and I have to walk away... and until now I can't stop thinking how many more others out there who have the same or yet, much worse situations like him.
I just wish that there were more shelters for the homeless to be provided so as to save more future for them, to show that they are loved and cared and to minimize their suffering even in those simple ways like providing them roof and clothes to warm their body.
There are many fortunate people who just waste their money for some nonsense things while others were unfortunate enough to have even dry clothes to wear.
Sometimes, a small thing you do can mean everything in another person's life.
As my mother always says, give and share to others what you have.
Be thankful that you have more; people who learn to give and share are blessed by God.
May God bless us all. Be a blessing to others.
Proverbs 19:17: He who is kind to the poor lends to the LORD, and he will reward him for what he has done.
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