The Code

I've done many a deed,
planted many a seed.
The rewards, I won’t sow.
To me nothing is owed.

Humble down to the core,
I ask for nothing more.
Simply do what is right,
because such is my plight.

I may not be repaid, it's true.
But I do it not for me. Not for you.
But if honor’s the stake,
recognition will take.

And so I will carry on
with mind steady, head strong.
Looking on what I've left,
not a sigh in my breath.