Don’t
tell me what you will do
When you have time to spare;
Tell me
what you did today
To ease a load of care.
Don’t
tell me what you will give
When your ship comes in from the sea;
Tell me
what you gave today
A fettered soul to free,
Don’t
tell the dreams you have
Of conquest still afar;
Don’t
say what you hope to be
But tell me what you are.
Author Unknown
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