Can you become the unbroken staff
For the old men to walk with?

Can you become the rain
For the droughty hearts of the orphans?

Can you become the morsel
For thousands to satiate their hunger?

Can you become the cemented roof
For the downtroddens for their sound sleep?

Can you become kind and humble enough
For all men, birds and beasts?

Can you become the reason for smile
Blooming on the face of mankind?

You can be; you must be.
You are born for on this earth.