This to celebrate those who
Swallow pride and shed own
Honour in the name of
World Peace.

Enemy hands shaking each other.
This to celebrate each helping
Stranger preventing robbery or
**** in a dark alley.

Care is the strongest defence.
This to celebrate the people who
Know the value of smiles and a
Friendly touch.

Flames that warm an entire room.
The ones who calm us down. This
To celebrate the old souls of the world,
The ones who say

You before me. Those whose
Turn is an always voluntary last.
The uninsultables.
The unstubborn ones.

The ones who shield the weakest,
Who place themselves on top of
Grenades or dive between bullets
And innocent hearts.

This to celebrate their brush strokes of
True colour on the bleak canvas
Of these dark and selfish
Times.

You are my gods.
I lay my whole person before you.
I bow unto you, prophets of the
Potential Paradise of Planet Earth.