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Friday, August 7, 2015

Day 6--Dawn--I see you

I see you when you come to my country for a week, but you don't see me. 

I see you when you cringe at our outhouses, but you don't see me. 

I see you when you come to my village for a day, but you don't see me. 

I see you when you stare at my culture, but you don't see me. 

I see you helping out then returning to your lives, but did you ever really see me?

You see me in the faces of your children, but I don't see you. 

You see me in plates full of food, but I don't see you.

You see me in closets full of clothes, but I don't see you.

You see me in your hospitals and doctors, but I don't see you.

You see me in the excess and waste of your culture, but did I ever really see you?

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