COVER OF A BOOK

I know a man that's small but big
He smile to kids that call him pig
He's very small that no one care
But he doesn't care he only spare

He stand quiet at the corner of the room
Doesn't speak much just holding a broom
I came to him asking what's wrong
He said "nothing" and left not long

I saw him again at the town of greed
Helping the old and the homeless he feed
He listen to them with serious face
Sometimes it rain around his face

He feel their pains
He see their chains
He gave them hope
He told them to cope

All his worries comes from others
All his joy comes from helping strangers
A great man that stays humble
He'll hold his principle until he crumble


Written by: Cristwever Wong
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