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Love Thy Neighbor

Next door I heard her arduously praying,
When appearing out of nowhere - a quiet gusting.
Shivering not; but caustiously aware of a presence,
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Inspired by the homeless and the indigent in the subways of NYC 'The least of these' of whom we walk by every single day.

Comments about this poem (My Patois, my pride by Brian Garfield Morrison )

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  • Liliana ~el (9/11/2013 10:46:00 PM)

    What. Deeply religious!

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  • Kelvin Owusu (9/11/2012 10:14:00 PM)

    This is nicely written, great poem

  • Dr Syed Anwar Yarkhan Jilani (9/11/2012 3:52:00 PM)

    Great going. Pure spiritualism. Wonderful.

  • Leslie Philibert (9/11/2012 4:56:00 AM)

    Good story, good write

  • Clarence Prince (6/14/2012 2:33:00 PM)

    Oh God...have mercy on my soul Indeed a nice plea for mercy, Brian! Blessings!

  • Godfrey Morris (5/17/2012 10:23:00 PM)

    Lovey poem telling a story. You have a great command of words.

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