The carpenter stood alone

As he carved up the blocks of wood

Controversial in his profession

He spoke of the ways you could and should

With time and care and love to spare

He delicately worked the angles

Yet with this loving, kind, caring man

Many others did decide to wrangle

See, all the others in the occupation

Did everything by the book

That was handed down and handed down

And from this their skills they took

Yet this other man went against the grain

He crafted everything his own way

And with this he built superior things

Without demanding increase in pay

Yet he was willing to share all of his ideas

He wanted to teach all the rest

But the others, they just grew jealous

Because he was the best

And so one day they hatched a plan

And to his workshop they gathered round

They burst in while he was working

And bludgeoned him to the ground

Still long after his brutal death

They remember him to this day

Some try their best to imitate

While others still dispute his ways

But despite him being long since gone

His spirit does live on

And the day when we all embrace his grace

Will surely not be long