A Foolish Generation

Contributed by Fungus
You like your freedom
You treasure your liberty
You are eloquent in your speech
You wear your moods on your sleeve

But why are you so foolish?
Why do you squander your life away?
You speak as one with no knowledge
Your mood swings like a pendulum

Your feet is not grounded on wisdom
Your will is not moved by good sense
Your mouth is not tamed by prudence
Your heart is not instructed by truth

O foolish generation
When will you take an honest look at yourself?
When will you stop to listen at your own folly?
When will you turn and do what it right?

The time is now, not tomorrow.
Sow a discipline, reap a habit
From a habit, build a character
Be a discerning man this day.