The Helper

There was a creature living in the dark
A no ordinary creature i mark
He was invisible
He doesn’t wanna be seen
People might say he’s mean

But this creature so good and pure
Who wants to help and give people cure
He helped dear Granpa struggling in bed
Gave him a little touch
Im okay he said

When Johnny was mugged
With a gun on his face
With a blink of an eye
The mugger went sigh

In a hot sunny day
When the water went dried
People began to panic
Crops went died
My dear little creature
Swam into the soil
Rising up in the sky
With waters splashing by

Now people began to notice
Asking my little creature to reveal
Doubtful he is from their voices
Little creature had but few choices

In the center of the town he stood
Revealing himself with his mood
But poeple were afraid and ran
Until the place was but none

Poor creature running away
In pain and in struggle
Rejected by the people he love
Crying in despair
With no one to care
He hid inside a cave unknown
Tormented and alone
As the town lost its only helper then
The creature was gone
Never to be seen again.