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This is a requiem to all the well intentioned souls

For those in the Renaissance who lived achieving goals

To help and develop humanity to grow and evolve

But I look around now and wonder where did they go?

People are all for themselves now which stunts our growth

Divided and jealous, egotistical and mean

So few people have lofty spiritual dreams

It’s all about acquiring material things

Earning lots of money they think this is what life means

Helping others they say, is not for me

I am too busy so please don’t bother me please

But you’ll never find contentment

Within a wretched life of greed

The heroes of the past always focused on those in need

So try every day to plant a kindness seed

And so when we pass away other will tell our stories

Of all that we did and we’ll become truly legendary.