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Everyday people die believeing that they are dying for the greater good of a person and or man kind. These people, regardless of thier faiths and beliefs, are turned into heroes and legends, honored and loved by all. This ia a poem for one such person, one such hero. Enjoy.

Submitted:Apr 10, 2007    Reads: 99    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   

There was a man,

Disrepected by most,

Who would not do,

What most people can.

Most found it hard,

To understand when he spoke,

The people he loved,

Took him as a joke.

He would not throw a punch,

So they considered him weak,

He spoke of love and trust,

rejected hate and lust,

And did all within his power,

To help others and stay meek.

He was a good son to his father,

Showing the good example,

On how to move ahead,

When things got harder.

But a force was looming,

For this man's people broke all laws,

This force came to with,

Destruction, pain, and hate,

Motivating thier cause,

Then this man meet the force,

That threatened to destroy,

This man's loved world,

As this man faced the force,

He turned around and said to his people,

"I will give up my life,

So that I may save yours."

Would you hate a man like this,

Would you think it strange,

That a man did this?,

Would you respect his name,

Even if you believed,

What he did was not for you?

I think you know his name,

And I think you know,

You should respect it to.

His name is Jesus.


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