Where Waters Speak

Whate’er you do, don’t stop the noise;
Keep music on, or video —
Remember this now, girls and boys
Wherever all that you might go —
At your true self let no one peek:
And listen not where waters speak.

He was a fearless sort of lad.
His folks, impoverished immigrants,
And he was always poorly clad,
But curious, and full of sense,

And other things that people said
Would do that boy a world of harm;
But he would go where he was led,
And either prove, or break, his charm.

He sought the quiet places out,
For noise would put his dreams to rout —

Whate’er you do, don’t stop the noise;
Keep music on, or video —
Remember this now, girls and boys
Wherever all that you might go —
At your true self let no one peek:
And listen not where waters speak.

But he ignored this sage advice.
And listened with an eager heart
And he may rise, or he may not,
But now, at least, he has
A start

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