No Apparent Beauty
Rob

No apparent beauty that they should desire you
Even those who followed have begun to tire of you
You showed them the way
But only few would stay
Who is your father, your mother
Your sister or brother?
Those who do what you say

You taught us not to hurt our fellow humans
You lifted up the broken from their ruins
For this they wanted you gone
They couldn't admit they were wrong
It breaks your heart, but what's worse
Is what is done to the innocent
Those who are trampled on