There is no wright or wrong
Only what it is, and what it isn't
Neither is there a master of all
For knowledge is a wide scope
What we need is some portion
That could see us through in life
Even Solomon was giving but a few
Waste not your youthful days O! Fool
For time they say it is money
When the clock moves
It ticks Tick Tack! Tick Tack!
But when the day counts
It counts in Giga! Giga!
So when it counts do remember
You are for a purpose on earth
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem