It’s Time to Grow Up
When will we learn that life's not a game,
That pointing fingers yields only shame?
The years march on; the clock won't wait,
Yet some still linger in a childish state.
It's time to grow up, to stand tall, to own,
The seeds of maturity we’ve left unsown.
The world is a mirror; it reflects what we give,
It’s time to be better, to learn how to live.
No more tantrums disguised as debate,
No more grudges we nurse out of hate.
Put down the mask of pettiness worn,
The path to wisdom starts when it’s torn.