THE CHRIST OF THE GHETTO
“It’s awfully dark in here,”
I said to one confined;
“Are you not lonely here
and hungry half the time?”
Her answer startled me
As she lay on her bed;
“Could one be hungry here
When Jesus is his bread?
And though this little room
is dark without a window,
God’s love shines through each crack
and fills my room with splendor.”
From I Call You Friend, by Perry Tanksley, published by Allgood Books, Jackson, MS
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