A memorable Remarkable Man

His bed neatly maid, two windows left the sun shines best in father’s room. If only he knew although less he had, no amount of money or wealth could buy his health and sanity. Dressing all the same, letting go of pride, pain rumors and fame scribbled on his name. No matter what he kept saying, forgive me let it be. As people bound his decrease due to overthinking, luck turned into grains of wheat, his strength turned cold, to others he was a lump of coal. Bruised feet, warm hands, he gave no matter to live another day, without doing all he can. His deeds had little sound to them,  many eyebrows raised. The truth, based upon his youth, made him wise beyond many lies. People cared less that shadows of pain broke his face, as his eyes struggled to stay awake. He conquered life’s truth along the great river Euphrates, many who dare fell through never satisfied with one’s own life. A day and one night couldn’t supply. His unique depth of emotion caused commotion, his belief weighed down negative thoughts placed against him. Forgiving those who saw, but continue to wage war and persecute him. A grin lined his teeth, his head held high, words he spoke underlying truth itself gave sight to the blind. Look up, he's always here, in our hearts. In what we hold dear.