I know nothing of the rules you use, Or the gods, Or stars you live by All I know is how I’ve done, How I’ve kept, My peace within, I’ve never been the best of men, And many times I’ve failed in all I was. But on some quiet smiling day, I’ve tried to help, And telling no one, Leave something, Better than it’s found. I know nothing of the buildings that you pray in, Or the books you live through, All I know is I try to be kind To be decent, to understand, To care. Sometimes that is not enough,I know. But I’ll never stop trying.