Hlootoo's Art

lovestrucktroubadour:

He spoke no evils
Of own upheavals
Though self was seldom seen 

He quaintly smiled
By thoughts beguiled
To passers in between 

A stranger to friends
What life transcends
All the seemingly serene

No knife was sharper than his mind
Or near as ruinous, nor as kind
A silent war amongst one man
Could never win if greater than

In a town who knew him—knew little of
Where a gun would prove a greater love
Writes an epitaph of a life unfurled
“Here lies the man who fooled the world”