Joe

By Pedro R.C. Silva

Joe was a man,

This man had a job,

His job involved his hands,

His hands made furniture,

His furniture was sold to the townsfolk,

The townsfolk took it to their homes,

In their homes were their belongings,

Their belongings were all made by Joe,

Joe was a man,

This man was loved by all,

All looked up to his beliefs,

His beliefs were good natured and for men,

Some men followed Joe,

Joe had followers who learned from him,

They learned about peace and love,

Peace and love was spread around the region,

Throughout the region stories were told about Joe,

Joe walked from town to town,

From town to town Joe was met with happiness,

To Joes happiness most accepted his beliefs,

His beliefs were shunned by few,

A few went out of their way to bring harm to Joe,

Joe was hurt by these men,

These men put Joe on display before he died,

Joe died with pain,

Even with pain Joe asked for peace and love,

Peace and love are still believed by some,

Some now even worship Joe and his message,

Joe’s message was spread by his followers,

Those who followed Joe,

And Joe was a man. 

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