The Mind Is Still Young Poem by John Chizoba Vincent
The Mind Is Still Young
Show the mind the prize
And she would pay the price,
The mind is still young
To the journey so long
Allow not the mind to bark
Cuddle her to your back
A drowning man clutches a straw
Life at a glance is quiet raw
Teach the young mind how to sell
Not how to break life cell
The mind is still young to be corrupt
Never allow it to erupt
Keep the mind with all diligency
For it will serve the life agent.
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