Be a Saint Anyway
Every day I read the words of St. Francis
I try to emulate the love that he practiced
Simple instructions belie the tough tasks
Did he sigh as much as me?
I no longer want to play the Lone Ranger
Someone else can play the hero and savior
It is tough to continue caring
When you continue to get no thanks
Against my brother's suffering, I offered resistance
Yet for my own I could find no assistance
Is there justice for men who care so?
Between Camus and Capra lies the rule
But then just when I think it doesn't matter
Someone who's life I've touched will show me the answer
Together we have conquered
Love triumphs once again
Yet how often can we taste Fantasia's flavors?
How to find carpe diem in the daily readings of newspapers
We see gray today so often
That we must color that much more
But Lord, why did you design us to run out of steam?
We ought to be built like nuclear powered submarines
Able to face the darkest depths
Without coming up for air
Where would we be without a friend's assistance?
History shows our actions will make a lasting difference
At times I think it's futile
But I know it is right to try and be a saint anyway