His basic object of concern is
Pointed
in an outward path
Embracing
worlds as yet unknown
In
ribbons of benevolence.
Her
conscience of self-sacrifice
Derides
the egocentric state
And
yields to kindness that exists in
Breathing
the experience.
Theirs
is but a hollow world
Where
charity is foreign fact
And
they must sigh and suffer from
The
vacancy of recompense.
Ours
mayhap to capture shards of
Joy
from swift philanthropy
And
walk with pride in every stride
In
dignity and eloquence.
Yours
must be a closed decision
To
protest or acquiesce.
Do
you bow to pompous pleasures
Or
consign to selflessness?
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