The altruists, hidden so well,
bring some essence to the masses.
Disintwined are their interests,
all engouged in their madness.
Most altruists aren't endowed with much money,
though they sacrifice all of themselves for an ounce,
of human dignity.
Their value systems are so skewed and torn,
they usually don't even have managers,
to quantify their wealth.
They actually value humanity.
Without even a scale to measure it by.
Fools...
Fools...
Not really a problem though.
They fall and fall by the wayside...
martyrs for us,
never used as an example of what one should be,
but as icons of the great compassion of man.
Inevitably falling from the tree.
If we associate them with our organization...
Now we can all profit from that can't we?
Comments
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What truth there is in this poem. Most of us don't even notice them, but they are there and they go wanting, while we shop and laugh, they cry and save. What have we become. Great job Neuro!
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What a kinder, gentler world this would be if more humans saw humanity this way. We'd have hope then...
regards,
Helen -
It is not difficult for me to see how your mind works ...
and I am always surprised to see your deep compassion for life and those living it only partially.
Love
Myra
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