Weighted with being my brother's keeper
I no longer am an independent
Soul, free to be a just judgement seeker.
But now, the World's worst seeks my compliment:
Often we trade some notoriety
For a chance to gain true independence.
Sun light shines as if it's prosperity
Is drawn from blessed Earth's true abundance:
Cashing in, calls forth a stalwart person,
Grounded in humility, a good soul.
"Many called; few taken." a sound reason
We trudge the land and we brave the wave's roll.
"To do for others what we want ourselves" -
Is a scene from history found on shelves.
Ronald C. Downie