#WisdomWhispers

My story is of quietness, an age that's never been young,
Not one of booze, partying, or anything my generation calls, "fun".
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Some, later than others, fools that have become earlier fathers and mothers,
Listen to the advice of your slightly older brother:
Learn to take your time, and truly love one another.
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Though life is short, and time waits on no man,
You'd think you've figured it out,
Everything you did was part of some elaborate plan.
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Yet, the more we learn, the more we tend to complicate our world,
No time for childhood these days,
Now, everyone is just a grown up boy, or girl.
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Wisdom is precious, and free to attain,
But knowledge is all you chase after,
Which accounts only for a third of the brain,
Understanding is the glue that holds the three all together,
Separates the deluded and blesses the sane.
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If we had followed in their steps, grand generations that have passed,
We would have been much stronger now,
And love would much longer last.
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Yet, this world will see the truth, and reject it all the same,
Knowledge isn't the same as wisdom,
They can both walk separate ways.

© Lunaris