Tales are told of men of old

Four feet tall with dreams ten feet deep

Men of great stature and wit

Men who stuttered with eloquence

Who chased audacious dreams with eyes wide open

Feet out stepping on walks to freedom

Balding heads with diplomatic nods and handshakes that won freedom for continents of people

Setting the pace for peace, reconciliation and forgiveness

Whispers are heard of great men of yore

Ten feet tall with dreams stomach deep

Men of great utterance and cynic

Men whose lips drips with broken promises

Who chase elusive ideals of utopic misery

Flying across continents caps in hand

Deceased herbivores with speeches extempore and hands wrung out for all its futility

Mortgaging the futures of those beautiful ones yet unborn