The Unwanted

He came to live his life in peace To put all his troubles at ease But like a garbage, he was shunned Almost short of being gunned He didn't even know why They even wanted him to die Like he did the gravest sin Like there's a leproid on his skin He was scoffed and he was shamed It's just short of being framed For, just a dime, he didn't know why Often he looked up to ask the sky How he wanted to be just him To live simple, forget his dream To share with them all that he knew Even for free, from dust till dew He's short of being crucified They thought their act was justified So fled, he did, like melted snow To look for a new place to grow To be a stranger in another place Is even better, if they respect your face Than live in place you call your own Where your people hate you to the bone A gifted person once lived in that place but they chose to hate him for his flaws than to accept him for what he could contribute for the common good. Though, he still needs to come back to dispose of what he left in that place