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To Know

 

To Know

by Robert Neest


To know is our goal since we are born

To watch and listen, learn what we observe

In our lives and everywhere around

The facts, the truth and all there is about.


When growing up we feel so many times

That honesty and courage one should bear

When following the goals along the path

That’s chosen to pursue throughout the life.


The good intentions and the learning meet

In fortunate conditions, now and then,

And lead to happy situations when

Who wants to help knows how to do it, too.


However, many times we see around

That foolish people use the things they know

To hurt those they are meeting and themselves

Ignoring what the knowledge can achieve.



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