I look around and what do I see?
A chorus of people crying ‘Please help me!’
‘My problem is great, more so than theirs.
You are the one to soothe my cares!’
So who is first? Who deserves it the most?
Perhaps the downtrodden or the benevolent host?
A special place lies for those who will try,
For they are the ones who only in solitude will cry.
They carry their burden in quiet despair,
So to help them first would only be fair.
I have the capacity for love,
It was sent to me from the being above.
It swells in my heart to see the hateful shove,
For I have the capacity to love.
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