My Brother starv'd between two Walls, His Children's Cry my Soul appalls;

'I die, I die!' the Mother said, 'My children die for lack of Bread.'

The iron hand crush'd the Tyrant's head And became a Tyrant in his stead.

I am sure this Jesus will not do Either for Englishman or Jew.

When I see waste here, I feel angry on the inside. I don't approve of myself getting angry. But it's something you can't help after seeing Ethiopia.

Whoever is spared personal pain must feel himself called to help in diminishing the pain of others. We must all carry our share of the misery which lies upon t…

The separation of families to me is very close to my heart because we lived that as immigrants. I strongly feel that we all connected, and having felt people's…