May you always let hunger trump pride.
May you trust your needs will be supplied
For when it’s your turn to provide.
When money is sparse and debts are many,
When you look for food but don’t find any,
May you always let hunger trump pride.
When the burden has grown too heavy to carry
And you fear to beseech will make others wary,
May you trust your needs will be supplied.
Be assured all troubles work out in the end
And remember the kindness of strangers and friends
For when it’s your turn to provide.
May 20, 2013
