You may not see them often,
But they are all around.
You do not notice them
When they do something good,
Something to help others,
Without any show,
Or need for recompense.
They are people who show honour
To all, no matter who they are.
You also get those known as ‘Honourable’;
A title they have allegedly earned,
Or inherited.
Many are not honourable.
They only do things
If it is worth anything to them.
They wouldn’t pay their way
If others could be conned.
They think their title
Allows them a free passage in life
At the expense of all around them.
I may not be entitled to be known as ‘Honourable’,
But I hope that I live my life honourably.
-
Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 4th, 2026 00:43
- Comment from author about the poem: Help all you can.
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 0

Offline)
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.