A man

Once there was a wee laddie, whose eyes were brighter than the sun, had more blue than the ocean. Whose imaginations would bring such delight in his dull life. He started growing up and facing new things unknown to him before. He was shocked at the world he knew as a child. One day as he grew older he understood at his thoughts and reality. No longer was he a child, but a man of the common world. A world of corruption and pain, a world of no mercy and little patience. The once happy child, was now a man of utter disgrace and brought shame to his family. No one would dare tell him "I love you" or "I'm proud of you" without a second thought.

 He was lonely for awhile. Shut out everything that once mattered and only did he feed on lies and betrayals. Everyone expected more even when he was less, no one understood him... why wouldn't he listen? or understand that he needed to grow up. He did, he always responded back. "No I have seen the world threw the eyes of many, I have done all evils known and unknown, the only issue in me is you(life). You have never truly cared you only brought me into this world and left me. Why should I turn around and face you knowing full and well your ready to punch me down again" then he would walk away.

  We do not know this man's name for he is nearly anyone with a tale as such. He never asked for mercy or help, he never desired to be treated as one of low standers he was a man. He had no hopes no future. What man would in this world? His main concerns were just to tell the tale of the other man's defeat at death's door or life's hand. No one loved him, in return, he... loved everyone.