wise!

In a city of Hama,

They had gold and gold...

Once there lived a wise men,

Wise so was he called .

The king requested his service,

"be the protector of our treasure"

So manifolds his honor,

'Many generation would chant my name,

My loyalty and surrender'

Daily would he preach and protect the treasure,

A beautiful day turned into drudgery,

Sunset and sunrise lost their manner,

It was all same,

Years and years went by…

There came a jolly raconteur,

Flooded the city with his world travel,

The beauty of ocean at sunset,

A new morning in a sprawling forest,

The hot wind waves of dessert,

The spine tingling chill of snow forest…

The animals, the birds,

The creature of the sea,

Every ear that heard mesmerized,

But the wise shook his head in dismay,

'its not good use of life' he assured himself.

Years and years now,

In a city of Hama,

People say a raconteur came,

His tales are engraved in gold as a part of city treasure,

A man called wise protects them….