Ode to Dietrich

Ode to Dietrich

 If all the world were Dietrich
And stopped to hold the door,
If all the world were Dietrich
We’d bring an end to war.

 If it were common sense to all
To stand a league away,
When others spoke of personal things,
Why, that would be the day!

If all the world would work the lights
Without a sense of pride,
Nor seek glorification for
His works, but rather hide

In confident humility,
Enlightenment would flow,
Throughout this crazy world of ours,
The tropics to the snow.

“If you are doing something right,
No one will ever know.”
The truth contained within these words,
If only it could grow!

If all could take a test in math,
As I did this year past,
And never need a binder there –
We never even asked.

For Dietrich trusted me
And I trusted in him,
It fills me up with glee,
Oh! Right up to the brim

To think of my enlightened friend
Who’d never tell a lie,
Who rides his bike to school each day
While others sit and cry

About the planet growing warm
While driving in a car.
Well, Dietrich pedals every day,
Steadfast as a star

That hangs among the multitude
Each with a sparkly glow,
But his need not shine outwardly,
The brilliance is below

 And underneath the outer layer
Like all the wisest men.
So here’s for my friend Dietrich, he
For whom I say Amen!