The Man travels from city to city checking on His children. He sees a child playing in the park and the sound of her laughter fills the air. He kneels down and gently cups her cheek. “You are so loved, little one,” He states and moves on.
In the next town He sees statues. One of a Civil War veteran that had called out to Him with his last dying breath. On down the street He sees a woman sitting on a bench eating her noon meal. She glances up at Him, smiles, and waves. He knows the pain she’s hiding.
Walking into the area known as the ghetto He sees poverty. Children playing stick ball in the trash strewn streets. Mothers peeking out the dirty window of an apartment filled with cock roaches. He shakes His head sadly.
Moving uptown with the tall buildings, traffic noise, and aroma’s of…
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