I Live Peacefully!

The man,

That lives here below;

He had no name,

Just a tale of woe!

He fought for peace,

Not fame.

To bring about, unity and ease,

Was, his only aim.

He was

A killer of fame,

Yet,

The seeds he did sow,

Cause me,

To make such a claim,

So that man,

Forever may know.

He that caught him,

No one else, but for me,

And buried him

Deep,

In, the snow.

Though he lived alone;

Along with me,

The world,

Did not know,

The harvest, humanity would reap,

Of the deeds,

That he did sow.

Season’s, plenty passed away;

Ignominy and shame,

Was all that

He would know.

Till the world,

One day,

Took notice,

Of the

Harvest in the snow!