I grew up in a town called Sidney
A community blessed with commerce and industry.
A city which boasted of wholesomeness and charity
Only to find out otherwise I witnessed arrogance, favoritism and hypocracy.
I was bullied, shunned, and rejected by those with elevated egos and narcissism
Only giving lip service to God while I was continually exploited
Because I lacked good looks, intelligence and money.
Making me feel I was left out in the cold
A secular world reserved for those who were the proud and the bold
Yet a man was born as the humble Son of the Heavenly Father
Given birth by a couple consisting of a lowly carpenter and a sweet and tender Virgin Mother.
The photo you see above this poem was taken on a cold winter\'s day in Boise, Idaho
Ironically, I was rejected and felt dejected because I didn\'t have money and a name dontcha know
But above the cold and freezing temperatures a Cross stands way above
We are living in the end times..as Our Lady of Medjugorje is pleading to a sinful humanity
....to return to God and His mission and message of unconditional love.
CAN I GIT AN AMEN???
LEMME HEAR \'YA SAY YEAH!!!