He was born and raised in privilege

Took everything it gave

Had financial help from his father

From the cradle to the grave

And this enabled him to believe in the things

He did try hard, God forbid he should give in to pointless wandering

But he would wander from time to time

Seeking guidance from the Holy he tried to find the truth

Among the radical revolutionaries

Who canonized his youth

And gathering strength from the feeling that

To believe could undoubtable change the world

Turned his back on education

And listened to the word

So with little or no formal education

He taught himself to work

Would often steal the pain it took

To rise up from the dirt

And out of desperation would

Disturb the millionaires

Whose patronage had helped the power

Rise up from thin air,

Then he sunk back into despair

Take me out in another world

Keep me warm and dry

Where other men are worrying

And other men must die

And when the lies are spoken

Give endurance to the weak

And when the heart of a man is broken

Give the power to believe