He built a tall and sturdy tower
And labelled it with his name
She sat down with a lonely child
To play a simple game
He made grand speeches
That drew universal cheer
She spoke a helpful word
Every day for a year
He ran a glorious race
And held the medal up to the crowd
She cleaned up another’s mess
And never said what it was about
When he spoke, people gathered round
And filled the gaps with praise
When she spoke, the intended heard
And a spirit was raised
When he walked through the halls
People got out of the way
When she walked through the streets
It was an ordinary day
And when he died he had a statue placed
With the wish ‘remember me!’
When she died the world forgot
And she faded even from memory
And so it is till that last final day
When they meet the Master above
And finds he cares not for idle fame
But little acts with great love
Copyright © 2017 by Kwek Yi Zhen
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