Professor
Life is the professor at hand
Earth is the class room for man
Our studies are from day, night to day
Our home work comes from close and far away
A lesson will knock upon your door
The answer will come from the rich and the poor
A pop quiz will happen while walking down the street
Philosophy awakens you at the time you need to eat
Eternity teaches there is a never ending time
Words teach there is a way to explore the mind
Love will let you know hate is there too
Sadness and happiness will let you know exactly what to do
Live from day to night, from night to day
Let life the professor teach you the way
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