Do not grieve for me - I lived. Go out to help those others who, starved of rain, May not. They too want to give,
To contribute, to fulfill their dreams Of what They could become. If you share what you have and what
you know With them, you will receive one hundredfold In return. If they are given a chance to grow To all
they could be, They will learn, They will become. So take a little of what I gave And share it
out around the world With love. Make my dreams live beyond the grave. It can be done, within our souls We
all have What we could become.
"There's a man who is my brother
I just don't know his name,
But I know his home and family
Because I know we feel the same,
And it hurts me when he's hungry
And when his children cry.
I too am a father,
That little one is mine."
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