A Mere Coincidence?

I was put on this planet with a mission to accomplish, and enthusiasm is my reason to exist; I take nothing in stride... not keeping watch on my enemy, and try to live peacefully... knowing that I will die without a grudge on my sigh! Is that a mere coincidence that I follow in the footsteps of the few who lived for peace and liberty, and rejected glory for modesty? Mockery wasn't a cause for their dire or distress... to dissuade them from anything they had said; there was no wall dividing words from action,to distort their meaning, because they were loud and clear! I dont simulate or imitate the monarch, and please the well-to-do who dress lavishly and have a lot: my living is a simple song... a harmony with a beautiful sound; I show pity, and I'm never cruel! They stare at me, as if I weren't stately... only cursed with stark poverty; I don't deny my hunger...a hunger for different values that stand fast: I am guided by the starlight,never stagger or fail to take my stand! I'm realistic and defined by grace... to imagine it a mere coincidence: to have come into existence, and not fit in any social system which demands to honor its hypocritical anthem! Copyright 2008 by Andrew Crisci