When unseen and never known of,
Where one looses all love.
They can still give one gift to all,
Even when looking at a straight wall.
When others ask for more,
When they beat you where you tore.
Turn to them and look from cheek to cheek,
Smile, hiding how you feel weak.
When one is tired of all around,
How those have shoved him into the ground.
He can do just one thing to lift his spirit,
The one thing where the darkest men fear it.
A smile when one is bleeding,
While ones death is nearing.
Gives signs of hope and greatness,
For this kills the weakness.
