A Man

There is a man who everyone knows
Happy and high on life...
He makes war on all
And strives for all he has
A hero of the folk.
Yet, no compassion and hateful
He teaches others to have no love...
All things to him are war
All things are push or shove.

There is a man who no one knows
Sad and low a scum.
He makes war on none.
He strove for all he had
Yet the folk would not pardon him.
He had compassion on his foes
And taught all others to have love.
All things were warred against him
But he died. Yet, he did much good.

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