Here is a great poem by a Sufi saint.. Very simplistic looking, but possibly the only solution...
Our
lamentations will not satisfy their
Hunger, and
our tears will not quench their thirst;What can we do
to save
them from between the iron paws of
Hunger? My
brother, kindness which compels you
to give
part of your life to any human,
in the clutch of losing life is the only virtue
which makes you
Worthy
of light of the day and quite of the night ..
Remember,
my brother, that the coin
Which you Drop into the withered hand
stretching
Towards you is the only golden bond that
Binds
your rich heart to the loving heart of God
