But of singing their praises I for one does not tire
The kind and the caring on their side of the town
Yet they live and grow old as strangers to renown
Of good Karma everyday they plant the seed
By helping those who are of helping in need
Without expecting the rewards of money for pay
They are happy performing their good deeds every day
Yet they are never honoured in the communities high achievers night
The quiet achievers who are never in the limelight
To be kind and compassionate in life is their thing
Yet their praises few ever does bother to sing
The most selfless of people on their side of the town
Yet they does remain as strangers to renown.
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