The World Is Not Sold

'The World is not Sold' points towards the humanity still left in us humans, and they way our humanitarian heart has still not given up. For the upcoming occasion of 'World Humanitarian Day', I have specially composed the following poem. 

Before you grow too old,

Before your back is weak and your body’s cold

Do you deed and prove,

That the world is not yet sold

Every need, every goal,

Comes in exchange of a worthy toll,

What we do is who we are,

One purpose, it’s woven in our soul

Who are we, to question the earth?

When we find out, the reason to our birth,

Let us repay all that we’ve had,

All we’ve deserved, every breath that we’re worth.

If we offer a hand, to the one in need,

We’ll get it back, when we plead,

Every time that we break down

Every time that we bleed

Every time that we’ve paid,

From all the times that we’ve prayed

There will invariably be a reward,

Given there’s no masquerade

Give up trying to fit the mould,

Open your mind and write in bold

That you have to do your deed and prove,

That the world, is still not sold.