Harbinger of the Times
The time had come in Little Town for a big change.
Harbinger for Little People sat back to watch.
People at first thought he was just a bit too strange,
His stamina and courage took him up a notch.
He decided to fight for them and run the race.
Most thought he was just kidding, just playing around,
But he stuck to it, often not showing much grace.
Against all odds he did his best, fought for the town.
He then promised to conquer for them that stone wall,
He would also make sure the other town would pay.
Many laughed, most said it was not possible at all.
Yet he did not back down, we need it he would say.
They began to listen to him, then to realize
They liked things he said, things they, too, often had said.
He began to look quite different in their eyes
And they found he had good ideas in his head.
More and more people began to give him support.
They watched him beat all the competition in line,
Watched, listened and read each and every report.
People were encouraged, saw he was doing fine.
It was a toss up, close race with many new starts
Yet surprise and joy came with notifications
That the ol’ Harbinger had won many hearts.
And he vastly exceeded their expectations.
He gave the people courage to speak out and stand,
Stand up for what they believed in and knew was right.
The Little People’s voice was growing, it was grand.
They gained more courage as he won night after night.
Sentiment and momentum was quickly growing
As he pushed on till trodden pathways had broken.
Little Town saw a moral victory was now showing
For the Little People had finally spoken.
© 2016 Phyllis Doyle Burns