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Beautiful is the ‘thank you’
Wrapped with gratitude
Offered to someone
Who goes out of his way,
Sidetracking his own self-
Nay, his very survival,
To help a lame dog
Over the hedge.
Beautiful is he
Though without tomorrow
Enjoys the heat of the moment
Or the cold stare of fate
Without sorrow
Cultivates good feelings
In the teeth of adversity
Notwithstanding in a second
His breath could be taken away.
Beautiful is he who nurses
The victims through the thick of war
Carrying his humanity
Quietly and humbly
In a bloodthirsty world.
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