Ponder Ducks

If you’re one who wonders
what makes the angels sing
Lets their presence comfort
while pondering the means

What we do, how we act
can be the guiding torch
One that can be held high
to be a leader’s force

Anointed by an influence
and dripping in the blood
All of us have traveled
bathed in nature’s flood

So for all the homeless
who know this is a truth
Bake some bread for the ducks
that want to be the goose