Value

Each passing moment has a cost;
choose well what matters utmost.

Frivolously, or by conscious intent;
nonetheless our life force is spent.

To either fuel the destructive race,
or making the world a better place.

Every choice, part of the total sum,
affecting generations yet to come.

As those who lived to be wise say:
lies are not worth the price we pay.

Walking a path with truth as guide,
we may yet abide past false divide.


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