Strugglers on their weary road today
Have burdens on their shoulders hard to bear,
And if you listen you will hear them say
Please help us! But it seems there’s none to care
For we have burdens which we bear our self,
And we companions in their misery are,
But selfishness can overtake by stealth
And others problems looked on from afar.
But then a noble impulse on life’s road
Will point to them as weary they press on
Then urge us on to share their heavy load
And we in doing find our own cares gone.
That impulse now internalized we hear
Renews the mind to give us vision clear.
“© Copyright Ian Grice 2012 All rights reserved”