Like a Song


The more I see the less I know.
The more you reap, the less you sow.
If the world's a theater's stage,
I'd like to see the end of rage.
If I could count the stars I would,
rather than focus on being good.
Wealth and riches give one not their worth,
but all your answers are not here on Earth.
Let us all live one day at a time
and concern ourselves not with the worries of rhyme.
Do not be foolish with time that you're given,
and have no regrets with the life that you're livin'.
Give no one a reason to suspect you of wrong
and laugh till your story becomes like a song.

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