tHE oLD maN
the old man has no words to speak
no criticism for the weak
no humble tale of heroism
did not partake in activism
he lived his life consumed in thought
its information that he sought
his own existence he denies
life, it can be analyzed
slumped over a dusty book
there must be something overlooked
he could never seem to find the answer
just as earth could not cure cancer
an abject cause he searched after
he devoted his life to understand
every mystery of land
all the secrets in the skies
and the truth behind the lies
searching deep within his mind
for all the knowledge he could find
he had it all but one last thread
now physically the old mans dead
never once his words were said
he kept these secrets in his head
he died before the chance to share
all the answers hidden there
still the world is rather blind
left alone to try and find
all the truth that set him free
all that was and will ever be.
no criticism for the weak
no humble tale of heroism
did not partake in activism
he lived his life consumed in thought
its information that he sought
his own existence he denies
life, it can be analyzed
slumped over a dusty book
there must be something overlooked
he could never seem to find the answer
just as earth could not cure cancer
an abject cause he searched after
he devoted his life to understand
every mystery of land
all the secrets in the skies
and the truth behind the lies
searching deep within his mind
for all the knowledge he could find
he had it all but one last thread
now physically the old mans dead
never once his words were said
he kept these secrets in his head
he died before the chance to share
all the answers hidden there
still the world is rather blind
left alone to try and find
all the truth that set him free
all that was and will ever be.