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Feed The Poor For My Birthday


I have right about 60 days to my birthday so, I decided to do something a little different. It's not that I think I can or that someone should give me birthday presents or anything like. It's not that I think I am important but I think HUMAN BEINGS are important as horrible as SOME beings can be. But here's my birthday wish...to feed the poor.

Food is life...that's my philosphy. Whatever one person is going through, there is no such thing as going hungry when there are so many people, restaurants, normal folks like you and me, politicians, celebrities of all faith and walks of life can go about eating three square meals a day (sometimes more) and have enough to throw away.

Everyone should have enough to fuel their bodies so that they can continue fending for themselves and (possibly) make a difference. I am also a big fan of Jamie Oliver's Food Revolution.

I know of people who are trying to get out of a black pit but don't see the light at the end of the tunnel. I know people who live on one meal a day...and it could be like a piece of bread or something. They live in despair because without food, there is no hope, no opening for future possibilities. Most of them women but I believe that women and kids are not the only one who suffer from the condition.

So many people scour the streets in hope of some food, ANY food! And it touches my heart to see people go hungry. Like I always say, 'There can be no money, there can be no home. There is NO SUCH THING as there is no food.'

It is also because of this very reason why I fully support efforts made by Kechara to feed the poor, people with no homes and no food and lurking the streets. They have a special program called the Kechara Soup Kitchen which consists of people of likemind. Racing ahead to alleviate poverty.

If you have the heart to do this, please make a donation here. You don't have to let me know how much you've donated, just tell me you have given me a birthday present. =)
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