Then none was for a party;Then all were for the state;Then the great man helped the poor,And the poor man loved the great;Then lands were fairly proportioned;Then spoils were fairly sold;The Romans were like brothersIn the brave days of old. - Thomas Babington Macaulay
Love has many eyes to seek the lost,many ears to hear the weeping,many hands to uphold the poor,and many feet to visit the sick. - Matshona Dhliwayo