The Town's Unsung

How come that the nicest people of the town Does seem for to live as strangers to renown They sow the seeds of good Karma every day By helping those in need of helping going out of their way Without looking for recognition or pay Words in praise of them i do feel short of to say In all others only the good they do see What we look for we do see would you not agree? On the concept of Karma one ought to believe In life the fruits of the seed we do sow we receive They only look for the good in others and good they do find The unsung of the town compassionate, caring and kind For those doing it tough the old and the young They do have a friend in the town's unsung.