A channel, a route
Through which I could
Reach out to this hurting world
And wipe away the tears rolling down her cheeks
I know, I know
I must tread only on that part I know well
Else I cramp my style with gibberish
My wallet is flat tonight
Please don't count on that
Still, this urge to belong
An undiluted desire to serve
Yearns so loudly I can hold back no more
I surrender
In total submission my heart cry
"Use me lover of my soul!"
To be a helping hand in my society
To learn to give without asking for something back
To able to influence others to aim for the best
Never to try to play God over my peers
To you, my king, I obediently surrender.
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