Unknown hero

He walked a path with broken ground,
A silent storm, no cheering sound.
His head was troubled, heart worn thin,
He bore the weight they carried in.
Gave all his light when skies turned grey,
He'd bleed for peace, then walk away.
But no one saw the cracks within,
He fought for them, forgot for him.

They saw the fire, they saw the flame,
But never once asked for his name.
He stood so tall, though pain had crowned,
A soul once lost but now he's found.
In every fight, in every hymn—
They didn’t know... but they saw him.

He mended hearts, but none saw his,
Behind his smile, a deep abyss.
He held the line while breaking down,
A shadow king without a crown.
The echoes rang through silent halls,
He'd rise again through every fall.
Not for reward, not for acclaim—
But still, they whispered out his name.

If he could speak the words unsaid,
He'd tell you why he forged ahead.
Not for himself, not to be king—
But for the light that hope can bring.

They saw the fire, they saw the flame,
But never once asked for his name.
He stood so tall, though pain had crowned,
A soul once lost but now he's found.
In every fight, in every hymn—
They didn’t know... but they saw him.