The Common Man

He may not be famous or rich, no not he Born into oppression, struggled to be free Toiled in the fields, and factories too With his back bent in hard labor, all day through. Though but a footnote in his generation Only one person, he helped build a nation A woman at his side, they worked hand in hand With faith in their God, they soon transformed the land. Throughout the decades as great men would appear Being good and bad, some brought hope, some brought fear But the masses were the ones who’d run the show Without them the world could not ebb and flow. So, stop for a moment whenever you can… and salute the power of the Common Man!