You think, you’re wise, and that’s enough,
That now your deeds are not the fluff.
But look around, someone else
Sets an Example for future race,
Though you can’t see it, you don’t want –
Because your mind is gloomy swamp
Of prejudice against the new,
Or, maybe, younger point of view? –
To show your power and conclude,
“You’re just a scribbler, not a cute”,
Thus trying to forget the plans
Of which had dreamt when had the sense…
But make some journey to the Past
To analyze Your life, at last.
And then an inefficient soul
May get the Phoenix from a coal.