Do not postpone a kindly deed !

When I grew up ---
                              So many promises !...
I think I must have made them by the score.
An open door...
I asked a sick and hungry man to wait,
I said I'd come,
                       and die ---
A day to late !
                       have no food and money ---
A thousand roads behind me lie...
                                                  Today---
I could have built that house
And bought that bread...
                                     Have no money...
We live in the promised land, 
                                           Or !  The politicians
How over due themselves, for being elected.
They are so important and know the best for
                                                  You and Me ?
Are here no more who once my help did need,
It so many poor people in this place.
Make haste !  Do not postpone a kindly deed !