In all your walks and works of life
The roses may prickle your feet
Thorns scars your poor feet as hatred tramples your heart.
Neither do not fein nor haste
Just keep cool and distance yourself
The true meaning of life is let lead go first
For footprints on sands of time will lead you
Just keep yourself safe
As you travail and trail the monsoon winds of time
Hold your walking yard tightly encompassed
As the tide may blow your heart off the balance
And leave scars big as terrain left by typhoons
Making you a cripple of time and ages
Make haste to time but keep cool to justice
For footprints on sands of time will lead you
Just keep yourself safe
Frantically follow the way of your blood
Since they guide to Solomon's mines
Where treasures of universe engrave
And where the wheels of justice abide
Keep safe from the arrows enroute to the mines
And climb the stairs with eagle eyes of nature
Making each leap at a time
Just keep yourself safe
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