Lost and Found

He dreweth in the Earth and leaves that which he sought
Today will be the start of change he thought
A path of wonder, excitement dreamt
He set out with no letters sent.
"They will miss me, oh what they will say,
When e'er I return to speak my tale some day"

Like the breeze moves fallen leaves he set out on his way
The people not miss him, not a woman kiss him as he fell a stray

Not long after his journey on, miss fortune struck him thin
Far from home he had wandered, still no one thought of him
Fear and doubt plagued his mind, to his knees he fell and screamed
But the ears at home had turned deaf to him it seamed

Under a tree at the top of a hill, he sat with his hands at his side,
All alone far from home, he breathed his last and died.

Much like he are some of yee, weary and lost
Fear and doubt come about like a winter frost

Not like he death alone must be your fate
There is a light that saves a life, a gift you must take

For not like he who died under the tree, He was nailed upon
To save a life, He gave a life. A pauper to a pawn.

-anonymous