I once knew a old man named Oden
he told stories galor about his time in the war
and always held everyones attention
he passed on his unending wisdom
even though some did not listen
he took care of the town in the ways of the spirit
All while facing the wrongs he commited
until one day his soul was lost to the land where warriors go.
Although his knowledge and stories remain
to be told again by the next man
who has faced the trails of life,
who is willing to pass on that wisdom to the young and the old
and become the next Oden to us all.