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AWARE OF HUNGERS CAUSE

September is Hunger Awareness Month. 

If we had only thought to end Hunger.

They say there are too many people to feed them all.

They say a lot of things that are preposterous.

They lie. The truth is, there's not one reason for even one to go hungry. The truth.

(Not enough money!)

The biggest lie ever told was and is that there isn't/wasn't enough money to feed the collective. Money needn't factor in at all when it comes to our duty as stewards. Money is illusory, starvation is not.

We do not require money to do what we NEED to do, what we SHOULD do and what we MUST do! 

Money is for our WANT.
Food is of our NEED.
Food is for SURVIVAL.
Money is of our GREED.

Now repeat after me!

Money is for our WANT.
Food is of our NEED.
Food is for SURVIVAL.
Money is of our GREED.

(Money is for our WANT!
Food is of our NEED!
Food is for SURVIVAL!
Money is of our GREED!)

We do not require money to do what we NEED to do, what we SHOULD do and what we MUST do.

(We do not require money to do what we NEED to do, what we SHOULD do and what we MUST do! )

Money is for WANT.
Food is for NEED.

(Money is for WANT!
Food is for NEED!)

Money is ILLUSORY.
Food is our NEED.

(Money is ILLUSORY!
Food is our NEED!)

Rinse and repeat!

(RINSE AND REPEAT!)

We do not require money to do what we NEED to do, what we SHOULD do and what we MUST do! 

(Echo...)

Let's make Hunger illusory.
© 2015 Mark Richard Prime


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