When friendships ceases to display benevolence unending,
Take heed to mind your own affairs and heal all that needs mending.
Where mortal mirth yet still unbirthed cries out for its own kind,
And keeps itself away from fiends that knows not its own mind.
So says the words of knowledge lived among the wise of life,
Who heap not doom on days to live nor wallow in pointless strife.
For so is lived the best of life, for so is life complete,
And so ends those who shirk the chance and thus their lives deplete. 
Cast not these words far from your thoughts nor give them shove to go,
But place them close to every moment you wish your life to hold.

Jade Jaspers