No Big Poem by Dwayne Banks

Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust
Many to help, this I must
Help children play, find their ground
How many are lost? Can they be found?
Find their way, placement for their soul
Creator to ME...this is my goal
Nothing big, everything small
Dead now alive, I have a call
A calling of faith, determination good
A fire does start, a spark for wood
To warm the hands, ears and nose
I'll do my best, though not to pose
Never stand, raise my hands
Look at me, hourglass sands
Do the good for our little ones
Many are lost, no more Suns
The dawn has come after my sunset
The Grace of God, I have met
I was saved to help the few
What is to come, no one ever knew
Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust
Children are our future, to help I must