Is Help on the Way?


The lights are dimming on the horizon. Hope is being smashed on the rocky shoreline. The vague promise of a bright future is flowing out to the sea unabated by nothing. Feelings of despair wrack my body.

Once when I was young I traveled the highways of America with nothing but my backpack and thumb, no money, no direction, no worries. Now I have a family and I have no money, no direction, and plenty of worries.

Everyday I apply and seek jobs but there are no answers to my queries. What is left to do?

Only to ask of you to donate to my fund so I can feed my family.

I know plenty will say; this is a scam, stay away, and I do not blame you in the least. The only promise I can make you is that for every one dollar donated I will in turn give 50 cents of that dollar to someone else in need.

There is absolutely no reason to believe me, or trust me other than that I hope and prey that you will never be in the same position as I.