To Do What We All Must Do Poem by A. P. Hancock

I heard the cry of the orphan, saw a child without a shoe
I felt the pain of the lonely, and wondered what I should do
I walked the fields with a migrant, talked with a prisoner or two
I met a homeless mother, and wondered what I should do

I went to the downtown shelter, to see what I already knew
I left with my tearful concerns, and wondered what I should do
I then had a talk with myself, about getting out of the pew
I know now that I have been called, to do what we all must do