Written 11 June 2010
These things we do
To take a wrong and make it right,
Or slightly less wrong,
Give us hope that before long,
Progress will be made,
A little happiness will be saved.
These things we do
To push ourselves towards greatness,
Or at least adequacy,
Instill in us a vibrancy
That once our dreams are manifest,
Eventually, we can rest.
But these things we do
To appease the conscience and enrich the soul
Require undying care
Lest the spirit be swept away by despair
Or a complacent daze.
These things we do may never end
But would you have it any other way?
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