JUST WALK ON BY

As I was walking on the road,
I passed a man with a heavy load.

His load's no heavier than mine --
I'll help him out some other time.

As I was climbing up the stair,
I passed one burdened down with care.

She's only seeking sympathy;
Her hopeless look won't bother me.

As I was walking in the park,
I passed a man in glasses dark.

His white cane helps him find his way;
I'll steer him right some other day.

Once I stumbled, heading home;
With none to help me, all alone,

I thought of all the ones I'd passed --
Feared each breath might be my last,

Then one, just passing, appeared to serve
My need far greater than I deserve.

by D. Edgar Murray.