What we choose to neglect,
Is what finds us back again.
Walking on the path –
Based on the noble’s foresight,
We may save the regret of our hindsight.
For what do we know is to come?
Would it be the calm only before the storm,
To wipe us off with a wild hurricane?
The noble created a separate path for us,
A land amidst seas of Molten Lava.
He promised to never forsake us,
Why not take the chance and listen to him,
Rather than regret later?
He’s known to be the noblest of the nobles,
How could anyone choose to ignore his words
And instead of healthy intellect, invest in swords?
Nobody knows what he can see,
But all they know is, without him
The world can never be!
The earth pays her humble obeisance,
And wild winds calm down before him.
Some call him The Noble and some God,
But humble as he is, he says-
“But, I’m just as human as you all!”