They whispered rumours in the night,
Turned lies and gossip into spite,
A lonely soul beneath the fame,
The whole world knew his famous name.
He sang for children full of pain,
For those out in the cold and rain,
He gave them laughter, love, and care,
And showed them someone could be there.
The papers mocked him every day,
While cruel opinions spread their way,
But years went by and truth appeared,
And many saw what once they feared.
He kept a childlike heart inside,
Though endless judgement tried to hide
The kindness shining through his eyes,
Beneath the rumours and the lies.
He opened doors to those in need,
With gentle words and selfless deeds,
He stood beside the weak for long,
When darker hands would lead them wrong.
His music danced through every land,
With healing built into his hands,
He tried to guard their fragile hearts,
And pull them safe from darker parts.
While all he wanted deep inside
Was for no child to fear or hide,
Yet still the world condemned his name,
While he was shielding them from pain.
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