The Ordinary Man is a Great Man

Time remembers Kings 
And often 
Forgets the quiet hands that built the Kingdoms wings 

Is life only worth Living 
With Jewels and a crown?
Or is a Life worth living in virtue 
Lifting others instead of pushing them down.

The mere sweeping of a broom 
Becomes holy, a humble sign 
Honest and steady
A man who lives right 
All the time 

Woe to the one who seeks quick wealth 
By stealing, lies, and force
He wounds his own people as he climbs 
He kills his spirit following that course 

Life is a journey in which some rise high 
While others fall 
Yet we walk this path as one 
It’s a story about us All 

Some days are good
Some days are hard 
Each Man on our path is a teacher 
Each soul becomes a reacher 

There is no room for hatred
When it is love that we serve 
And though some push us to the ground 
Life remains a gift we don’t deserve 

The future will hardly think of us 
Just the as we hardly look behind 
So be grateful for every breath of life 
Each moment is one God designed 

For the greatest King of Kings 
Is not the one that has been crowned 
But rather the humble Man who rules himself 
And lives to serve his brother