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To Think Before


Strange, isn't it? when life proves wisdom and exchange of wit the strife in being dumb calls us, so young. The toils come over. Hardships sung. We, as youth, gave labor. Understanding now. Standing with age. Truth withstanding. Now understanding. Labor gave youth As we sung: Hardships overcome (but) toils the young. So us, calls dumb: being in strife. The wit of exchange and wisdom proves life when it isn't strange.
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