One should always value oneself more than the sacrifice. Sacrifice reside in the deed not the world itself. What’s the point of sacrifice when it’s Value is worthless. 
It doesn’t ask, it doesn’t preach. 

It doesn’t hide, it doesn’t seek. 

It lies to eyes, in light it denies,

It’s not that far, it’s quite near indeed. 
It lies in the glass which a mother rejects by lying,

It lies in the blanket when there is nothing to hide, 

It lies in the bread harder than concrete,

Value of the sacrifice lies in the deed. 
It hides in the smile of the lonely mother,

It lies in the courage of tortured daughter,

It’s denies the right to the preacher in guise,

Value of the sacrifice lies in the deed. 
It finds its way in the brothers’ quarrel,

It finds it’s bay in the drunkard’s barrel, 

It hides from out the player best of greed,

Value of the sacrifice lies in the deed.
It stays in the pride of painful back, 

It stays in on the cheek crimson after slap, 

And it surely doesn’t live in the group of Holy beads. 

Value of the sacrifice lies in the deed.

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