You can't make a living
If you're not giving
The services you render
Tenders you money
You won't make a dime
If you're idle all the time.
To be somebody
You must do something
To be nobody
Just do nothing
You can't make sweetener
With lime or bitter leaf.
Knowledge is infinite
But limited to those
That does not seek it
You can't picture
What you don't face
You can't be a public figure
Without impact.
I endow book smart
And street wise
For life is two sides
Up and down, good and bad
Day and night, sun and Moon
Mother and father, son and daughter
Life can give you anything, when it's it time.
Sawing the limb you are standing on Pruning is necessary for new growth Sawing logs out of tune but it suddenly broke As the chainsaw awoke from a dream He began writing in his posh journal Elegance expatiate passé or poche
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