Let me sit by the side of the road.
Let me watch the world go by.
Let me give you a hand with your load.
There is little else for such as I.
Let me listen to your story or complaint.
Let empathy be my contribution.
I am neither Holy one nor saint.
I know nothing of retribution.
But, give me your troubles. Let me share
Your fears and your depression.
Let me help, because I care.
Let me hear your confession.
Confession, it's said, is good for the soul.
I know it is good to clear the mind.
And I know of no better goal
Than to be an aid to humankind.
Trinka Powers - copr. 1989
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