Forgiveness

There was a little man, whose face was upside down

Whenever he would smile, people saw a frown

They never understood him, they didnt stop to care

They left him in their dust, sitting in despair

The little man was beaten, broken, and cast out

he never asked for help, he didnt screem or shout

He took the hurt, he took the pain

He washed away all his shame

 He forgave his persicuters, for all that they had done

He asked God to bless them, every last one

There was a little man, whose face was upside down

Whenever he would smile, people saw a frown

The End

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