Why was I planted here?
A thorn in the world's side
Working stealthily

Until my time arrives
No one knows my real name


I'm a threat to all
Although I seem so tame
The quiet man who fixes the shoes

I await the call that awakens me
To my true purpose
I must never tell

Keep my secret well

Day by day I find

No one sees my mind
When they tell me that it's time
I won't have to act so kind

Then the world will know
These events will show
Who will win ? who will lose

But for now I will hide
All this angst I have inside
And quietly repair their shoes