Not Man Made

More to give... Than a polished car repossessed. Much more than a staggering mortgage payment... Foreclosed, With an embarrassment to regret. I had more to give, Than new clothes bought but never worn. More than cocktail social sips... With pretensions to put on. More to give than compliments... Given and sometimes received. More to give, Than undue empathy... Shown to self centered people, Who gave none to those who bleed. More to give I knew I had, When all material things were taken away. I had a feeling deep within. And no matter what happened... Inside me it stayed. And I knew I had more to give. So much more from my heart... That was not man made! I knew I had much more to give than others... Who spoke of death, When their things were gone. And nothing they had in their hearts left... Was there, To give! Or to share to pass on.