The Most Prized of All Virtues
Not valued as gold which still glitters when covered with dust,
honesty is the most prized of all virtues that define one's spirituality;
and if all practiced it, others would give many glances of trust:
who has known an honest person who was actually deceived by vanity?
Abraham Lincoln was one of those people,
and our society should follow his example;
if something is not earned, it can't be enjoyed...
conscience is a voice that cannot be ignored.
A thief knocks down an old lady and snatches her purse;
he runs to hide where nobody finds him to avoid prison...
whatever made him do it, he will not escape from justice,
or his conscience that will make him weep as children.
Be fair in everything you do, keep your honesty and try to be wise;
you will be surely remembered as someone who didn't cheat to rise.
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