You can't be serious

He was a creative mind

A sensitive soul

He could see

There was a light from his eyes

Beasts lurking in the darkness could not escape his attention

He was a Watcher

But to those around him

He was balmy

They told him to stop crying wolves and goblins

Soon enough he became convinced

That the ferals were well chained

Their bark worse than their bite

But that was wrong

Everyone was wrong