Altruism

Altruism shines when; Concerned truly we are About others’ welfare Down the street At crossroad somewhere Seen an old woman standing bent Upon impact of chilled winter She waited and waited Longer than expected Tossed and rolled by waves Of crowds careless Oft jostled away to subway nearby By human beings cruel and merciless Overlooking the glance of her anxious eye None cared to lend helping hand to her A setting Sun where hope and youth Are decaying faster So week and timid, Sympathy she could not stir And soon day would pass And that still hour approaching nearer At last came out an young, gayest boy Who offered help across her Like an Angel of God Descended from nowhere To anchor her trembling feet ashore Young heart now happy and well content Thanked God that he could help out An old, poor woman to reach her home And the old woman prayed God To be kind enough to that noble boy in her home………..