There's a newcomer in town
That goes by with a frown
Everyone seems to fear him
Everyone calls him the "grim."

But is he truly the grim?
Or is he just another person full of sin
Sins that he tries to hide
Sins that were meant to stay inside.

"Of what? Where?" asks the lady
Who works by the department of treasury
And goes to question the newcomer
Where he came from or whose his father.

The questions left her lips
No answers were left from his lips
The man stared at her, waiting
Frustrated, she left him on the railing.

"What?? Railing you say?!" exclaims Madam Frost.
The town's gossip of everyday cost.
"What was he doing there?"
The rumours spread in the heavy air.

And as the week bled
Nobody went to ask about where he went
It remained a mystery
Until one day a scream was heard full of misery.

"Who are you? What have you done?!" a man asks.
No one replied since nobody knew who he was
The newcomer glanced at all of them
Landing his stare at the corpse of Mr. Helm.

"I am merely a person of wonder
A person who wanted to do his ministry
No one disturbed my wander
So I tried to take away his misery,

Sadly, it seems
My work isn't for him
I am sorry for what I have caused
Goodbye, to the town I thought would change my cost."

The town is left preplexed
Trying to process what has been said
Who is this man and what has he done
To the person who is now gone?