Does poverty have a face?
I am still hunting up a photo to complement my article at Mommyluscious for Blog Action Day, but every time I see the face of a child begging for food or lying in the street with a cup for a few pesos, my heart breaks. I have to stop because I don't want to cry. And as ashamed as I am to say it, I can't look into their eyes long, even through the lens of a camera, without tearing up inside and I have to look away before my feelings get the better of me.
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