It seems so unfair
That we should pay tribute
To those who from all but
Our memories are gone.The stars that glow brightAre not all in the heavens,All through our midstThey are scattered and strewn.
We as a race get to Choose our own heroes,Canonize saintsLong after they've passed.Tributes and monumentsGrace our cathedrals andSquares end to end,The first to the last.
There are heroes among us,Saints by our sides.Slaves to compassion abound.So, here's to the livingWho give of themselvesEverywhere love can be found.
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Published on November 29, 2018 03:08