CHARADE
Oh
my friend,
It isn't enough,
To read like owls,
Or scan through posts
Like soaring eagles, along the coast
But
This truth
i say, unto you
my Dear Friend,
That all of our lives,
Are not summarized,
By the goods we possess,
Or by the wealth we harness
But By The Truths we Uphold
Like our kept treasures, of gold
Prudence
is an offspring,
Of keen meditation,
Birth from many hours,
Of brooding introspection,
For Many are Great Words,
We do encounter each day,
But few are the strait thoughts
Which, We Honestly Regurgitate
Thus
We find
In this age,
A generation
Of information,
Overflowing its banks,
Unto our mindless minds,
Which cherishes great words
And Yet Despises There Worth
Lazy
To learn,
But craving
To influence,
Lazy to decipher,
But seeking to inspire,
Is this Age of pretense,
Permeating all the Earth,
The charade is intriguing,
Better still, puzzedly amusing
To see us, tweet Words, we don't
Exemplify, Nor Desire to Personify
And
So we
Find, dull
minds, with
much words,
Always speaking,
But never inspiring,
Constantly listening,
But never really learning,
Increasing in much learning,
But decreasing in understanding
Reducing
In good virtues,
But seeking self worth
Reducing in true wisdom
But abounding in much bluffs
Retrogressive in their Thoughts
Yet seeking glamour at each turn
These
Are the
plights, of our
dieing world, where
everyone rashly lives,
With scarce originality,
And everything cries out
From deep valleys of agony
Where Are The True Luminaries?
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From Wisdoms Feet, we rise with Wings
Becoming a rare voice, to a dieing world
But if we desist from Listening to Him
In a globe filled with many wannabes
Where would we find True Identity
Where would be our luminaries?
2Tim.3:1-7, 2Cor.10:12, Prov.1:5-7 & Prov8:12
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