It is not how long you live, my child,
But how well.
It's easier to attain great power
than it is to let good governance flower
To work and live life selfishly
than it is to leave a legacy
It is not how much you have, my child,
But how content.
How many laurels or degrees
Compared with time spent on your knees
How many houses, lands and ships
To how much truth comes from your lips
It is not what men say of you, my child,
But what God says.
The greatest tragedy is not death
But a life that does not count each breath
A privilege and a debt to pay
To the One who takes that breath away!
It is not how long you live, my child,
But how well.
(March 2005)
Ever so deeply heart touching! .. Thank you ever so much for sharing! .. Beyond #ing And Beyond Stars! ..++++++++++++++++++++++++
More beautiful than words can say! .. I mean really Oh, Wow! ..
Nicely expressed and well brought forth. An insightful piece of poetry written with conviction. Thanks for sharing, Wale.
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p/s This is one of The most Beautiful poems I've read! ...++++++++++++++++++++++++