The Helpful Man
by Lord R.e. Taylor
He was a unique kind of man
Always thinking about others
Helping any way he could
Even if it left him with nothing
No one ever hurt around him
But when the time came
When he was left with nothing
Not one person was there to help
No one even offered him a penny
They just turned their backs
But he was still a happy man
He did all that he could for everybody
And that was who he was
The only decent man he knew
And he was proud of that
© Poem – IX/XII/MMXXIV
LRET
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