The Bard

Why is life so hard im just a simple bard a man of words to help at feasts or a special person who keeps the peace the whole world is in dissary even the pope is on his knees to pray but can i just say maybe the bard is the hero this day I sing songs of heros all over this land of famous battle won by the hand when the water erases there blood from the sand im the one who keeps alive the deeds of man but there is no song for me no grand grace or poem about slaves i have freed or great enemy's i have slew but remember the bard is just like you