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We Are Our Deeds

A good doctor saves a dying old man.
A young addict ODs from the needle.
A strong man dares to defend the feeble.
A husband beats his wife because he can.

A father holds his newborn son with pride.
Another leaves his family behind.
A poor child accepts the food he can find.
A rich child throws his fine cuisine aside.

Families with a house whine of taxes.
A homeless man sleeps amid piles of trash.
A lottery-winner wins fists of cash.
An honest worker’s wage never waxes.

From good circumstances, or else their prey,
We’re all responsible for our own lives.
The unyielding earns that for which he strives.
All must play the hand they were dealt today.

Sometimes we must reconsider our needs.
Our acts echo in time; we are our deeds.

© Justin Douglas Blackford

Song version

A doctor tries to save a dying old man.
A young addict OD´s from the needle.
A strong man dares to act, defends the feeble.
A husband beats his wife because he can.

A father holds his newborn son with pride.
Another leaves his family behind.
A poor child eats the food that he can find.
A rich child throws his fine cuisine aside.

A family with a house complains of taxes.
A homeless man must sleep on piles of trash.
A lottery winner has fists full of cash.
An honest worker´s wage never waxes.

Be master of your fate, or else its prey.
We´re all responsible for our own lives.
The unyielding earns that for which he strives.
We all must play the hand we´re dealt today.

At times, let´s reconsider our needs.
Our acts echo in time; we are our deeds.

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