I LISTENED TODAY


  My day had changed, some people appeared to me,


 As I was thinking of my losses and more to 
 lose again.

 Things become much brighter when you learn  of a 
 Worse pain,

 From a country, Guatemala is from where once they 
 Came.

 Our paths had crossed for a reason I do believe, 
 Meant to be,

 I gave them many things that were of help and 
 And worth far away.

 A man told me of life as a child in a place much 
 Different than here,

 A tortilla on the ground, brown and some green, 
 A fight for this meal.

 He spoke of trimming away the bad and eating 
 What was left,

 Of cheese that was molding after some days, clean 
 Away the worms, Okay.

 If we would throw upon the ground our food not wanted, 
 Pick up they would do,

 His story of a father who died from sickness and hunger 
 so that they could eat.

 All the clothing I gave to them would be to those over 
 There like gold or money,

 Shoes for their feet, today such a great feeling, 
 my plans had changed.

 He said to me, " If you think you're full and had 
 Enough to eat,  Save half

 For tomorrow, fore nothing matters more than the 
 Hunger inside,

 I listened today to a man who was once a child
 In a sorrowful place.
                         Keith Garrett