legs are strong
bones of iron
stomach settled
solid bedrock
heart beats steady
love it's music
shoulders wide
carrying my share
mind is clear
armored from deceit

yet the sight of the weak
old, young, infirmed
being abused
others greedy gain

drops me to my knees
in prayer
their poor souls

for as one great man did say
'they know not what they do'

the weaker have no worry
their place already secured