Just a farthing for his childhood poverty he met, for so long Conquered through force of effort he stood tall, as his arms grew strong
In his heart bold with life he lived truth was the errant lover told Not proud nor listless was the lad who offered light of youth to old
First he came to were blind and dumb ignorance, most cruel with its might Harsh, cold and so unrelenting he gave all he had to the fight
On through light of fearless nature prejudice, once met he would brave He hunted the cold screaming raven to put her in an early grave
Along life's labored path he walked jealous, persons followed him on Enemies of kind nature chased his spirit till near but gone
All that he would have been or done love, he left behind for the fools Gathered and scattered among us as if just so many jewels
Left to us was his memory kindness, shared by way he knew Shown each a selfless character he lit the way for me and you
Tate Original with music and pictures http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/aristate/464458/
Would that we all could have such an impact upon mans own inhumanity to man. As Ghandi was once heard to say "If we look for an eye for an eye it will leave the world blind. In light of the horrific killing at the grade school in Connecticut this morning I would say we have learned little. Hold tight your children to your breast. When I am asked what I want for Christmas I always have to search my heart and the answer is always the same. I want every lonely child to know the love of their family. With that thought I am always reminded of those who pack for the weekend wait by the door for the parent who is just too busy to come get them this week. Loss of family is what makes for the dispossessed. My heart just bleeds for these poor families in Connecticut. For them Christmas will forever be the time that stole their hope, their future, their dreams. This killing today was the 7th mass ****** of 4 or more people in the United States this year alone.