In halls of learning, voices fade away,
While power and promises brightly sway,
The youth now wander through uncertain light,
Still searching paths to make their future bright.
Degrees are rising like the morning sun,
Yet jobs grow fewer when the race is run,
The chains of favor often block the gate,
And dreams are left to struggle against fate.
But every challenge carries hidden flame,
To rise with wisdom, effort, and good name,
Let knowledge be the sword that breaks despair,
And honest labor build a future fair.
O youth, decide with courage in your soul,
Not wealth alone should stand as life's true goal,
Turn fate through unity, through skill and care,
And make hopeful livelihoods for all to share.
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