The POOR, like stray dogs and cats Scavenge for food in back allays,they sought through the garbage of the RICH,eke out Survival on handouts. Homeless they shiver through the cold night on the street,exposed to the weather, wet and frozen they huddle in the makeshift shelters,their babies and infants are snatched;kidnapped and sold, they go about patched. Even the hard worker goes hungry, no matter how backbreaking their labour, they can never make ends meet. People are dying left and right everyday, in deep torment the WRETCHED CRY OUT FOR HELP.
What can we do to make a little difference ? My heartbeats and leads me to GIVE.
I don’t know about you but I GIVE because I AM BLESSED; haven experienced the overwhelming Love of God I can’t withhold anything from him.
I saw men Pushing,Shoving and Fighting to collect a loaf of bread, while we pay heavily to loose weight in gymnasiums, WHAT ARE WE DOING ???
BEAUTY FOR ASHES IS SET TO HIT THE STREETS ONCE AGAIN TO FIND THEM,with our messages of Hope, our BREAD OF LIFE and others.
I Personally invite you to share in the BLESSINGS by being an Agent of this exchange BEAUTY FOR ASHES RAINBOW’S INITIATIVE.
