Look up my friend, look at the stars,
You know some of them exploded long ago.
Yet their light keeps shining even when they’re gone,
For none of their rays is tainted by ego.
Not a kernel of kindness ever goes to waste,
Not a gesture of gentleness ever goes awry.
The unselfish one is the happiest person in the world,
You’ll find joy when you answer someone’s cry.
You’re thirsty, you seek a glass of water,
That is just plain necessity.
Someone else is thirsty, you share your last glass,
That my friend, is plain humanity.
When self-preservation turns trivial, ‘n humanity common sense,
That’s when a star is born, amidst all self-serving nuisance.