While We Have Time – for Us Still Given -
Must Try to Do and Live, Create…
For Our Life – is Not a Burden…
But It’s a Grant – Must Be Deserved…
The Epoch Races By as Arrow …
We are Inside of Junglewords…
All This is Inconceivable… So…
Can You Compare with Dids of Mads?!
Around And There are Constant Clanks -
Senseless Squabbles of Different Ranks!
Try Not to Leave Alone Your Pen…
Create – All Day… At Night… And Then…