Helping Others

I climbed the highest steeple Proclaiming I like helping people, I never asked for anything in return Praying and hoping other people will take their turn. Of course I've been used and tricked And also robbed and kicked, But, I have always enjoyed to help others Giving instead of taking is always my druthers. I have walked into many different lands I have never ignore outstretched hands, Whether with my wallet or with my sweat The outcome and the help I never regret. I never wondered what Jesus would do If he had met either me or you, He would had gave all that he had Which makes me joyous, proud and glad. I see and know of others who will help no-one Instead they ridicule and mock and then go on, While they are seeking an award or a plaque They are stabbing someone else in the back. Many see homeless, the needy, and the bums I instead see where hope and what faith becomes, We are praised by our acts and our deeds Not by our diamonds, or our pearl beads. To help others I am also proudly here Never with judgment or hate or fear, One day I will climb the highest mountain And I will drink from a golden fountain. Randy L. McClave