midnight in the garden of peace

midnight in the garden of peace
Selfless love
The Living Saint
As we regarded her
Her heart and soul
She relentlessly offered
She served the poor,
The sick and the dying.
She opened the door
For the blind, the aged,
The disabled and lepers.
She extended unconditional love
To every being in the slums.
Mother Theresa,
truly you are A Goddess in disguise
Your altruistic nature will never be forgotten.
Measure of true success
Adding titles to your name
You thought would bring you fame
Attaining degrees in school
Wouldn't make you less of a fool
The essence of true success
Is purely on humanitarian causes
A man is revered for good deeds
Lauded for feeling every heart that bleeds
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