Messiah

The conclusion was foregone,
Into simmering consciousness.
Who was the great giver,
In the world of bountiful hate.
A messiah of truth and love,
A pariah from the land of mirth.
Emerging just as a vanishing wave,
He saved the world in grave.
Wishing for hope the public prayed,
Wanting peace the lips ran dry.
He took care of them all,
For he was a messenger from above.
Everyone was touched by him,
Everyone felt his largesse.
He now resides in their minds,
In the hidden alcove of satisfaction.