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| Tom Waits – On the Nickel Lyrics
| 4 years ago
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@[roger:34383] wilco I sang this song tonight to my 3yo boy while I was bouncing him to sleep on a yoga ball in our nice comfy house while it was raining outside. Thinking of him growing up like the little boys who live in Guatemala City's municipal garbage dump breaks my heart. I wish that I could bring them all into my home and feed them and give them a warm, dry place to sleep. As it is, I can only afford to foster one child and my wife and I are in the process of making that happen. Human suffering is a big bad problem that a little man like me can't solve solo. Good thing Jeff Bezos was able to earn his 30 billion dollars this last coupla months, you know? We live in a twisted ironic world that sustains an incredible amount of suffering on the part of millions of innocent children. The only answer I can offer is to ask other people to think about doing what they can to help... |
submissions
| Tom Waits – On the Nickel Lyrics
| 4 years ago
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@[roger:34382] wilco I sang this song tonight to my 3yo boy while I was bouncing him to sleep on a yoga ball in our nice comfy house while it was raining outside. Thinking of him growing up like the little boys who live in Guatemala City's municipal garbage dump breaks my heart. I wish that I could bring them all into my home and feed them and give them a warm, dry place to sleep. As it is, I can only afford to foster one child and my wife and I are in the process of making that happen. Human suffering is a big bad problem that a little man like me can't solve solo. Good thing Jeff Bezos was able to earn his 30 billion dollars this last coupla months, you know? We live in a twisted ironic world that sustains an incredible amount of suffering on the part of millions of innocent children. The only answer I can offer is to ask other people to think about doing what they can to help... |
submissions
| Tom Waits – On the Nickel Lyrics
| 4 years ago
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@[Mudflap:34381] I spent my highschool years as a Christian missionary in some of the poorest places in the world. Kids huffing glue from bottles hidden in the sleeves of oversized shirts were a tragic commonality. I listen to this song and can't help but weep for all the little boys who I saw destroying their brains to stop hunger pangs. I'm not so religious anymore but I still try to care, and as a grown-up I'll always encourage other privileged people like me to consider fostering children. Even if you can only afford to make a difference for one kid, that difference means the whole world to them. |
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