Wisdom can be defined as acumens brother in arms;
I think Rome could have been actually built in one day,
It just wouldn't have seen th' sunrise of a second.
Wisdom at times is merely common sense applied,
Yet, we're taught not to speak until gathering facts.
Who then should be resposible to awaken th' Dead,
Before th' roots of Armageddon rear their poison seeds?
Th' answer is, each one of us in sync with all others,
And, all of us synchronized to our one common thread;
We were all born from ash, an' we'll all die th' same,
Which places us all on water in th' same sinking boat.
And, thus, in reality, Wisdom, in th' end is all about-
Embracing the Dove's Wisdom, as opposed to Lady Luck,
As there be no tongue of fire wiser than a Holy Spirit.
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