Guest Poe Londeka Zondi
They say I’m poor,
They say I’m nothing.
They say I’m poor, and they say I’m nothing because I’ve got nothing to offer to any living soul.
I’ve got no money, no food, no child, no wife nor husband, and no home to go home to, that is because I’ve got no money.
But I say I’m blessed
I’m blessed because God told me so.
He loves me the same way he loves every life on earth. I’m blessed because I’m still alive.
I breathe the same air that rich men breathe,
I walk on the same ground that rich men walk . . . therefore I am no different.
I am rich with life
I am rich with love
I’m rich with hope that one day they will see the beauty that God treasured in me because I am something indeed
Londeka Zondi is a 19-year-old from South Africa.
‘Homeless Jesus’ statute by Canadian sculptor Timothy Schmalz.
I loved this! Thank you for sharing! ❤️
Ms. Zondi writes beautifully, it really blessed me. Thanks for stopping by and leaving a comment. Have a blessed new week!
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Saw a poster once with a child on it, saying, “I’m somebody because God made me and He don’t make junk.”🤠
You better preach sir! Thanks for stopping by and thank you for that beautiful comment. Have a blessed new week!
Thanks, c.f., for sharing Londeka’s poem, truly beautiful and wise!
You are so welcome—It truly is. Thanks for stopping by — have a blessed weekend!
Blessings to you as well my friend!
Thank you so much.