In God, we trust; In mediocrity,
we rust,
Innovation is pretext; Effort, we
detest.
Roses and rainbows cherish we
must,
Thorns and tears beneath are just.
Egos, to arrest; Sincerity, to
attest;
Vanity, to resist; Prejudices, to
protest;
Life is jest; Liveliness is best;
In time’s crest, how hard is our
crust?
Lighten inner mist prior to turning
dust;
And on destiny’s test, where do
we rest?
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