The man with the umbrella in his hand

Faced much hate but they never would understand

That Even though he might look different

He was much kinder then the malicious

While the others laughed and pushed and shoved

He did his best to show some love

He protected the kind, the small, and slow

And payed no attention to those who didn’t know

That him the man with an umbrella in his hand

Knew more then others would ever understand.