The helper
The little child
Her parents devout
Daily mass
And rosary
Daily prayer
For vocations
I’ll be a nun
She decides
I will be
Be God’s servant
Now a nun
She seesthe poor
Every day
Passing by
She cannot help
No money
She has
Only prayer
It’s raining
The poor
On the footpath
She passes
On the way
To church
She has no money
She can’t
Do anything
Except pray
Some people
From the temple
They come
With
Tarpaulin sheds
Bedding clothes
Food
Money
They give the women
Maid’s jobs
The men
Work
In their factories
The children
In government school
They build their life
She doesn’t
Do anything
She doesn’t have
Anything to give
Except prayer
That man suffering
With an unknown ailment
She can’t do
Anything for him
She has
Nothing to give
Except prayer
Two days later
She is off to church
That procession
The men chanting
That man’s brother
Carrying one post
On his shoulder
She can’t give
Anything
Except prayer
That beggar
Beside
The road
One eye blinded
Old
The passers by
Throwing him
A coin or two
I have no money
I can’t give
Except prayer
The next day
Her lunch in her hand
In a paper packet
She goes
To that
One eyed beggar
Talks to him
He tells his story
How he lost his bread
When the famine came
His field mortgaged
His family
They found work
Daily labourers
He came
To the city
Not wanting to
Be a burden
On them
She shares his story
And her bread
And now
She has given
And received
His blessings
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