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You are that most precious of Man’s Guidance

Whose Soul is Courage, fed by Integrity’s fire.

Across the ages that Humanity has lived in abidance

With your counsel, Civilization has risen higher.

And yet it seems that somehow, across time,

Your incomparable value has been usurped by an impostor.

Somehow, we have allowed the Human Ego to become prime,

Abandoning to our fears the balanced choices you would have us foster.

Oh, Wisdom, I grieve that Man’s world grows weary without you.

And that in our desire to avoid the challenges of life,

We have weakened the very fiber of our beings, to woo

The comfortable and easy answers to our fear of strife.

And so I see we all are fast arriving

At a crossroads most extreme:

Oh, Wisdom, you, the fleeting, full desire of our strivings,

Be the ever-present Guardian of our dreams…

Omnivorous lover of life with interests from poetry/literature and science to geopolitics, health and art. IFB.

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