WORDS FOR THE WISE
No man is an island
But all fingers ain't equal
Desperation cuts a man's life short
Determination opens doors
If you want to be great
You better start to create
God will never bestow on you
What you can't control or behold.
A baby born today
Can't chew or walk the same day
Fast is cool, if you can get through it
Slow takes time, but the journey is worthwhile
The clock ticks second and minute then hour
Season comes after another
One generation before another
Time always makes the difference.
You see why we have calendar
Because there's always time
So why settle for dime
Or move faster than time
I would like to say more
But when words are too much
It becomes void, many will avoid the message for the pleasure.
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