The Poor Woman's Son. Poem by SY Wong ...

This morning I 'd give.
To that somebody who is holding a mug with hand stretched out
while another is standing two steps away. A man.
Last week I gave him some money, so this week I gave to this woman with an impoverished child lying sick on her; for I cannot bear to walk on without giving. (Every time I see this I will be thinking of what Jesus said.

"You must give to those who ask, do not think any deeper, just give.
The rest I' ll take care whether for whatever course."

And I thought while many of us give and contribute a small amount it is okay. Maybe this, the world will go round, the poor woman's son got a chance to be a prime person and she didn't want much nor said a word. I am not trying to tell everyone I am generous.