We mark the way we walk in life
And choose the roads we take
Decisions may birth there joy or strife,
Results of our own mistakes.
Bad company will always have a sway
It will hold our actions enslaved,
As Good Character slowly fades away
What peers will dictate can't be waived.
Weak is the man who holds no foundation
Of a strong will and true Character,
His lack of wisdom brings forth destruction
It can make even his loved ones suffer.
A man reaps what he sows is true,
While the tongue has power of life or death-
Words and consequences will fall through
We will face sure Success or Regret.
All rights reserved ~~~Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~~~01.06.14
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