Of the unknown,
Turn back turn back,
A cliff awaits,
At the end of the fall,
A fiery fire,
Before he reaches its flames,
He’s sure to die.
Therefore,
Have mercy,
On everyone around,
And snatch whoever you can,
Out of the fire.
Relativism is a slow death,
Of morals and ethics,
Blinding many with lies,
Baiting them to the edge.
Be careful then,
What you decide,
Your worldview and values,
Depict your life.
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