The song of life

As winter to spring, as night to day,

so approaches us our current tribulation.

but the wind should our song and might betray,

as, carry it forth our cheers of jubilation.

the blood and sweat we will have given

in what will be a dilemma of our own creation

should have us toward diligence be driven

for yet there is a greater war to fight

but whatever the result, never can we be stricken

by the insidious pride that will sap our might

or the despair which would only extract most readily

the price of stepping away from hopeful light 

linger thus not upon thoughts which will be but a fee

upon time that would escape a grip less firm

and assuredly, in our astonishment quickly flee.

Above all recall the wisdom known, or learned;

the best we can offer is often all we can offer

and for giving that should commendation be earned.

- Anonymous

Good Luck for the exams, good people of AD1.