Real Angels.
What is it that compels Goodness in some? Who go beyond the expected limits of care and of grace? Why do they do it? The selfless and the golden Shining like the sun Not ever defeated Enduring of great pain The blisters of exertion Staying calm, remaining sane Those are the Praise worthy Devotees of human kind Who do it Not for glory But mercy And for love Not for god or for disciples Laurels or for fame Neither Allah, Jude or buddha They do it just for dignity Simply Because they care. AGL