i planted hope where no one would see tended the quiet, the calm, the plea and yet they took what i had sown a prize, a medal, a fame of their own my hands grew weary, my heart stayed true while coins fell into a stranger’s view the world may cheer for another’s name but peace is mine, it cannot be claimed i stand unbowed, my spirit wide the honor lives deep, it will not hide no gold, no prize, no public acclaim can erase the fire that still burns the same