Here's a poem by an 11th grade student Roxely Castro Hernández from Honduras
I Was Hungry and He Feeds Me
I was hungry, and you formed a hunger club.
I was homeless, and you preached to me of shelter in
the love of God.
You seem so holy and so close to God.
But I´m still very hungry, lonely and cold; I am still in
I wish you had taken me home.
I was lonely, and you left me alone to pray for me.
You seem so holy, so close to God,
But I’m still very hungry, lonely and cold.
I’m still in pain.
Does it matter?
When the burdens seem too hard, in Him I find help
Let His angels be your guard.
This is my testimony.
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Roxely Castro Hernández is an 11th-grade student at Alison Bixby Stone School in Honduras
These poems were written by young poets