Common sense isn't so common, it's a rare find
A gem that's hidden, in a world left behind
A voice that whispers, in the noise and the fray
A guiding light, that shines brighter with each passing day

It's the ability, to see things clear and bright
To cut through the nonsense, and shine with all its might
To know what's right, and what's wrong, without a doubt
To be a beacon, in a world...