Why?
On the street I saw a small girl
cold and shivering in a thin dress,
with little hope of a decent meal.
I became angry and said to God,
"Why did you permit this?
Why don't you do
something about it?"
For a while God said nothing.
That night He replied quite suddenly,
"I certainly did something about it.
I made you."
-Author Unknown
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