by Harry

Submitted by Prof Nimms


On the forward march!

Make the world hear

The new age of wisdom

Bow to our knowledge!

All are just taunts of fable minds

Ripeness not treasure

Espy of the fleer personalities

Truth of maturity, now obscure

Aye I say it loud,

Life without maturity

A desert without an oasis

I beseech thee

Hark not to the fleer!

They know not of maturity,

Where position plays no role,

And age counts to nothing.

Where experience is mentioned not

Thinking critically defines it,

Application of skills determines,

Show, and don’t tell me your maturity


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