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.