Unselfish Tribute

Bless you for all you’ve given.
A soul without a twist.
Yet you’re scorned by the living.

Shunning are they, so numbing
Dwelling in their assess.
Bless you for all you’ve given.

Beautiful are you, beyond the skin.
A soul with vigor, unselfish.
Yet you’re scorned by the living.

Your self perils do not strengthen
With their images, their weakness.
Bless you for all you’ve given.

And with your heart comes a thinking.
Nay to alone, others do exist.
Yet you’re scorned by the living.

Grateful am I for your breathing
And in my life, you do consist.
Bless you for all you’ve given.
Yet you’re scorned by the living.