Today I have seen and read about women who are prostitutes, children who are orphans, men who are crippled and mentally ill children too. I have seen their downcast faces and empty bellies. I have walked on the dusty ground they walked and in the scarce fields they plow by hand. I have seen once again the hopelessness that has creeped into their very souls.
As I was typing these stories, I became hungry. I began to eat a bowl of soup and was struck by the fact that I had left one of the photos on my desktop open. It was then that I became supremely uncomfortable. Tears began to pour from my eyes as I ate sustenance while those less fortunate stared at me. Surely even now they haven't eaten in days.
Below is the picture I couldn't stop looking at. This is Edward. He hasn't stood or walked for 3 years. His wife left him with 3 children and he has no way to provide for them. His 16 year old son Godfrey standing next to him is trying to provide for the family through working in a neighbors field but it isn't enough for them. Godfrey has 2 younger sisters to protect.
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