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
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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.