Wise Endeavour

Your skin is yet to burn a lot,

Sun cannot always be blamed to be too hot.

You are yet to see so many cold nights,

But you have to continue with all your fights.

Your blaze, your blues;

You will make them defuse.

On the surface, show you are calm

Underneath, keep paddling;

Let your work speak,

Every day try to be a better being.

Your feet are yet to slow you down;

Just don't stop and don't ever frown.

You are yet to choose, from right and wrong;

Right is rough, it has always been so

and

You'll find yourself alone.

But

Once you decide,

Decide it forever;

You cannot step back,

From your wise endeavour.