AN ACT ALWAYS OUTWEIGHS AN INTENTION
By Brian McLaughlin
The smallest act of kindness is worth more than the grandest intention. ~Oscar Wilde~ He asked for some food from out of the gutter I was already late and began to stutter Said I'll be back but he'd heard that before he just looked away yeah, he knew the score I meant to help I really did but then somehow his life took a skid Slipping away he no longer had hope to rise once again he could no longer cope Life itself had become way too much but my hesitation stole his last crutch For there in the gutter he'd just given up I was his last hope and I'd not filled his cup Oh what I'd give to go back in time and help that poor soul up out of the grime The morgue truck came and took him away “How the hell was I to know this was his last day”