The greener side

At the dawn of the day 

He toiled the earth 

Far spread with cattle and crops.
His neighbors gazed at his fruits 

Wondering how true would this be 

For the land is greener than ours

Knowing not the secret of his 

They said his ways were astray 

To ruin his name and ways 
Not stirred nor worried

His sweat that trickled down the brow

Made the fruits sweeter than before 

Standing tall when his neighbors fall.