We all have our phobias and we all have our fears
But lucky are they who can be moved to tears
At the sufferings of others, people they do not know
The gift of compassion on trees does not grow.
With the great gift of compassion few gifts can compare
And those with compassion have always been rare
And those with compassion too have empathy
They are the best of good people and it does seem to me
That in a World where many are inspired by greed
Those born with compassion by good example lead
They do more than talking for talk can be cheap
And the fruits of good karma one day they will reap.
Those with true compassion help those of help most in need
Yet of their heroics we never do read
For to do good in the World by their compassionate nature inspired
And of singing their praises one should never feel tired.
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