A Call to Service
The world is wide, with cries unheard,
A silent plea in every word.
In lands of need and skies of grey,
A call to service lights the way.
Through whispered winds, the message flows,
A voice that every heart soon knows.
It speaks of hands that heal, that build,
Of dreams rekindled, hope fulfilled.
The road is long, the path unclear,
Yet courage grows with every tear.
For those who answer, rise to bear,
The weight of love, the cross of care.
No task too small, no soul too lost,
To serve is worth the highest cost.
A hand extended lifts the weak,
A bond unspoken needs no speech.
Through every trial, through every pain,
We learn to give, and give again.
In giving, hearts are healed anew,
As we lift others, we rise too.
The power lies not in the grand,
But in the simple helping hand.
A meal, a word, a kindly glance,
Can turn the tide, can change the chance.
For every act, no matter slight,
Can spark a flame, can bring the light.
The world in need, the world in strife,
Awaits the ones who give it life.
So hear the call, let service lead,
In every thought, in every deed.
For in the giving, we receive,
More than our hearts could once believe.
We answer not for praise or fame,
But for the love that knows no name.
For when we serve, we truly see,
The heart of all humanity.
And in the end, when day is done,
The battles fought, the victories won,
We’ll find that service was the key,
To building strength and unity.
So rise, and heed the world’s deep cry,
Lift up your heart, your hands, your eyes.
For in your giving, grace will grow,
And love will guide the path you sow.
A silent plea in every word.
In lands of need and skies of grey,
A call to service lights the way.
Through whispered winds, the message flows,
A voice that every heart soon knows.
It speaks of hands that heal, that build,
Of dreams rekindled, hope fulfilled.
The road is long, the path unclear,
Yet courage grows with every tear.
For those who answer, rise to bear,
The weight of love, the cross of care.
No task too small, no soul too lost,
To serve is worth the highest cost.
A hand extended lifts the weak,
A bond unspoken needs no speech.
Through every trial, through every pain,
We learn to give, and give again.
In giving, hearts are healed anew,
As we lift others, we rise too.
The power lies not in the grand,
But in the simple helping hand.
A meal, a word, a kindly glance,
Can turn the tide, can change the chance.
For every act, no matter slight,
Can spark a flame, can bring the light.
The world in need, the world in strife,
Awaits the ones who give it life.
So hear the call, let service lead,
In every thought, in every deed.
For in the giving, we receive,
More than our hearts could once believe.
We answer not for praise or fame,
But for the love that knows no name.
For when we serve, we truly see,
The heart of all humanity.
And in the end, when day is done,
The battles fought, the victories won,
We’ll find that service was the key,
To building strength and unity.
So rise, and heed the world’s deep cry,
Lift up your heart, your hands, your eyes.
For in your giving, grace will grow,
And love will guide the path you sow.
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