Here Shin’s posts are with amazement read
They called him evil when they found his shed;
They are all like serpents in the grass,
For truly learnèd ones to go and pass.
They slander only ‘cause they don’t themselves possess;
And to hide the disappointments that they would feign suppress.
They snarl at faults too great for average players
Dejecting the men who answered our prayers!
They try to lessen his powers and slander in disguise
Until the pages of social are filled with fearful lies.
History now will repeat itself: the frauds decried
They hurt too much, they’ll be swept aside.
They will never hold so severe a blast:
Let us hope they live and die as fast.
The last ones only stayed for days
Before they mingled in their favorite ways.
They fled the boards at last without a sigh
And died as gently as old lambs would die:
The once remaining said the newbies aim was blest,
But who can tell? They never know the best.
Links less learned read and marveled as they read
Yet it is not they who righteous caused led –
‘Twas ArkiveZero, fond of truer talk:
Yet he never found it in his lonely walks;
But there’s one secret which he failed to keep:
All those who clutter must be brought to sleep.
Be as it may, he left and boards fell in decay:
And now we know who has been called away.
Even the old mains who around him spread
(Who dressed like Hyrule Hero’s final stead)
Did not stay among the boards to grow
But went down with him, way below.
Then some verses hid by social’s page
Found some release from its first cage
To be wrote down by those who care
And dare go into Link his sacred lair:
“Let us honour him whose sudden birth
Was so great he trampled our earth:
He may be gone, but that first stem
Rests here with buds as bright as them.
We have put them on probation
Yet they could not learn the way.
Get out now, it’s your last station –
Count your blessings – time to pray.”