To help others out they go out of their way
And they make a new friend or two every day.
Some people are born for to serve their own need
And others must suffer because of their greed
Thousands must grow poorer for every new millionaire
But then again life is not meant to be fair.
Some people are born for to do something great
They carry in them this great gift to create
Something that benefits others than that no greater thing
Of their praises we should feel happy to sing.
All people are born one day for to die
And in that respect the President or Monarch are no different to you or to i
But life will go on the Seasons come and go
And the big river to the great ocean will flow