Grown through the herd

Blown over my tests

He fought with all his guard

Even the last day of fests.

Rated one of the least

Hated and treated as a beast

He grounded all his gems

Even the best was in his fist.

Lost around the jungle of showers

Host the peak of powers

He runs all his life following

Even the worst of nights with others.

Bought a pint of courage cost a rupee

Sought the soil the gems of the sea

He holds his own knuckle against the wind

And then rode his horse of dreams free...