Just smile when you pass me by
On your way to the office, to the blue sky
Or to the corner store

I see that you glow with beauty
Oh Tailor, gardener, landlady
Or ye seafarer going off the shore

We are all work still in progress
Still In progress, in life’s game of chess
Doesn’t mean we can’t love some more

Or do more, together we surely can,
There’s so much power, ye human clan
In all our little fingers put united to the fore

As you see, I’m no master in poetry,
And this asks you to solve no mystery,
Merely to join in the fight to love more and do more –
Come on fellas, let’s soar!