The Poor



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 G-d: "Why did you permit this? Why don't you do something about it?"

For awhile G-d said nothing.

That night he replied, quite suddenly: "I certainly did do something about it... I made YOU."



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