'Heavy Feet'

Thrust upon a time,
there lived a man in his shoes
he had so many problems, he knew not what to do
travelled a stressed road like most have done before
though not unique in his trials, deeply the sufferage bore

Once upon his mind,
there stayed, a man in his head
had he not chosen to lock himself within, possibly he'd be dead
for amidst all the turmoil, there remained a sliver of luminescence
he fashioned an imaginative world, creativity- a gift from god's blessings

Hence from that time,
still with his problems galore, until his last breath
against the rage in his 'see' decided to give all he had, do what he did best
in the hopes that in some way in this world, he would make a small mark
likely, never living long enough to realize, financial rewards his gifts might spark...