Too much laughter without thinking
Of the other person’s tears;
Much bravado with no feeling
For the other person’s fears;
Greed and selfishness excluding
Needs the other person has,
Serves to fray the moral fabric
Our social order shares.
As the dough that welcomes kneeding
And must have the yeast to rise,
That it could be firmer, fuller,
Well-regarded as a prize.
So is charity to fortune —
Wealth and comfort, good and well!
When it rises firm and proper,
It would in the end excel!