Fish always decay, starting from the head
We are weary of words, endlessly taken and tossed,
Singing day and night without ever being lost.
Like the clear moon in the sky, one thing clear:
“Fish always decay, starting from the head.”
A person who reaches their goal walks with purpose,
Thinks carefully before taking their course.
A child’s education and upbringing,
Is formed first and foremost in the family setting.
We’ve seen the rich fleeing across borders,
Carrying their wealth away by planes and orders.
To plunder the nation’s treasures they seek,
Is so much knowledge really what they need to peak?
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