The foolish man ventures into the wild,
In dark of night, without much protection;
And though he does, innocent as a child,
He will be dead but for resurrection!
The clever man avoids the danger zones,
And chooses well to win, not get defeat;
And when he does, he leaves unturned no stones,
Until his foe, beats a hasty retreat.
Each one is King in his own sphere/domain!
The Eagle of the skies; Lion, forest;
To challenge them as such would be a bane;
To win by being unfair is the best.
To win by strategy is important;
When you don't need a place, why pay a rent?
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