The Best Man

An ode to the man hidden within
Unique to the many dreaded kin
Whose hearts are gone as soon as they begin
But to whose heart is made far from tin

To the man who surpasses the rest
This man that is forever is the best
His kindness is stretched beyond his nest
Fairness and cheer is his quest

This man is quiet compared to others
So much that he is constantly smothered
But even through this, above he hovers
His true heart: the weak, he covers

Compassionate and gentle
Melted hatred of metal
That spreads and stick as nettles
Love has blossom on a single petal

A rare man in a plentiful land
Consisting of deceptive hands
He took away the common bland
For one, using a treasured band