A battle of witts
On the grounds of inscription
Where men lay wreaths
On a peg o' instruction
Many a man would prefer
The play of giants
Only to refer
To the hill of the ant
Where ability without stability
Yields futility.
Elective becomes selective
Making one weak
During the week.
Courage to seek
Benevolence to pray
The platform of the sick
Necessitating undue prey
What they could not achieve
Which you struggle to attain
On its ground they percieve
Giving u an indelible stain.
Elective becomes selective
Making one week
During the week.
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