If it's better to carve and build lives for ourselves,
Than to build tir'lessly, just to share -
If it's better to win recognition than scorn -
If "one's duty" is just grasping air -
If it's better to soak in life's pleasures,
Than to live, martyr-like, full of cares -
Then of all men we're most to be pitied,
For they're needless, these burdens we bear.
If the wellspring of kindness is deep within self - If the source of all mercy is "me" - If the total compassion we bring to the world, Is summ'd up in what our hearts can be - If it's only from what we can gather within, That we're able to give gen'rously - Then of all men, those 'round us are ruined, For we're riddled with depravity.
But if purpose and love are not measured from man - If a source exists, far beyond "I"- If we find grander meaning in losing ourselves, Than in having a name we're known by - If, on earth, all deemed worthy is proved to be naught, And those knowing their sin are proved right - Then of all men we're most to be envied, For eternity's lived in our sight.
Photo Credit. Sunter, Craig. Full Time !. 28 September 2014. Flickr Creative Commons