Sometimes I hear someone’s story,
How their life lacked any sort of glory,
How they almost ended it all,
Turning back just before hitting that wall.
Continuing their poorly-begun existence,
By offering others in their place their assistance.
Helping people avoid their fate,
Reducing the overall amount of hate,
Humiliation, loneliness, spite and rage,
Releasing others with the key to the cage.
This makes me cry as I’m filled with hope,
With people like this, I think we’ll cope.