For attention with others they never compete
They feel no desire to be known or wealthiest on their street
Always willing to help those of helping in need
Every day for their future good Karma they plant the good seed
Not among the admired of their side of the town
They do not even harbour a wish for local renown
They never allow the needs of the self to get in the way
Of performing their good deed or two every day
Their own praises you will never hear them sing
Though some joy to those feeling down they often bring
They do not wish to be honoured or to be well known
But one can say of them they are in a class of their own
Their sort of surely are a privilege of for to know
For they have been blessed of the bright inner glow.
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