To My Fellow Men

Dear Men on the Street, Your thoughts are keenly felt, For many men have turned away From helping those who've knelt. They spend their wealth on ladies fair, And leave their mothers in despair. They turn their backs on family, For beauty they hold so dear. But when they fall, these ladies fly, Their empty pockets, a reason why. So let us value all around, And help our fellow man be found. For when we help another rise, Our own success will then surprise.