Morality stirs the pulse within,
When the code’s broken, where to begin?
A voice echoes, strong and clear,
Claiming it’s our duty, our moral spear.
We strive to set the world alight,
To define the path, to make it right.
Yet along the way, we lose our sight,
Pushing others out of the light.
Our direction may seem clear and true,
But many paths lead to the same view.
Instead of guiding with open hands,
We push, unaware of where it lands.
Morality shapes the thoughts we hold,
But responsibility’s the story untold.
To walk the talk, to make it real,
To offer help, to heal, to feel.
I travel this journey, same as you,
But remember, your right’s not mine too.
I may reach the end, or maybe not,
For in your push, the goal was forgot.
Focused on making others align,
You lost the path to the grand design.
For in the end, we all may find,
The ultimate destination is not so blind.

– By STPPMIOC Member