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Rise
Yet again the sun will rise
Its rays will remind you
Of the beaming leper who looked at you
Smiled and waved at you with fingerless hands
As you hissed angrily over the phone.
Yet again the sun will rise
Its shape will remind you
Of the malnourished baby's fingers
That curled around your thumb
As you cursed yourself for missing the bus.
Yet again the sun will rise
Its brightness will remind you
Of the twinkle in the eyes
Of the teenage mother on the street
who sang a lulla
by for her little one
As you worried about getting late to work.
Yet again the sun will rise
And it'll remind you
That all those problems
That weighed a 1000 pounds yesterday
Are long gone
Are long dead.
So when the sun rises again
Wave back at the leper with a smile
Offer the malnourished a meal
And don't forget to carry a blanket from home
To wrap it around the sleeping mother and her child.
And then you wouldn't wait for the sun to rise
For you would have chosen to rise instead.
