Do The Right Thing (a poem)

Do the right thing, they say
It's not always the easiest thing
And those frantic days
And those homesick nights
It can wear you down
Is there a reward for this?
Probably not
Love is its own reward
But is love enough?
Sometimes, not always
Let the time pass
And the days turn into dusk
Spend a lifetime doing the right things
With no heaven as a reward
But merely the assurance
Of a lifetime of hard-fought
Difficult, warm love