As we complain about things being unfair,

there are families in the US without health care.

You may not have gotten what you wanted for your birthday,

there are people in Haiti trying to survive after an earthquake.


It seems many of us are unaware,

of the other people who breath the same air.

Many people would be happy with the life you live;

but they were not given the opportunity to relive.


As we complain about things that are not right,

take care of the people who may not have a place to sleep at night

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