Bless this bunch,
As they munch their munch.
And at times when they must fast.
And we pray oh Lord
That this food they eat
Will never be their last.
Forgive us Lord,
Should we forget,
When considering streets we roam.
Your love for us,
Is always true.
In you we have a home.
© Kevin A. Deane
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Those who know me will know that in my youth I spent some months living on the streets. Likewise later on I spent many years working for a Christian charity whose work included working with the homeless.
This poem was written as a grace to say at meal times. If you have ever eaten with hungry homeless teens you will know that the grace needs to be short and sweet for fear that the temptation to reach out for the food may grow to great
So I wrote this poem with this in mind.