What difference then within the human tribe
That some subsist while others rise above;
So marks the broadest spectrum of our kind
Where one may feast while one lives hand to mouth.
In our subsistent past some gathered more
But others in their fortune lagged and lost,
There nature exercised with brutal force
Who was to thrive and who was left the worse;
Yet when gods ruled and alms were solemn grace
The worth of charity was pure and strong
And serve we did so when we saw His face
We knew that in His fold we did belong;
The rule of man now dictates piety,
And every grace still tied to fealty.

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