What is right and what is wrong?

What is right and what is wrong?
Who should survive and who be gone?
Why did you this and then feel shame
And was it right or wrong again?

When you were in the school the first year
You dealt with the tasks that you could bear
For the second year’s pupils you might seem a fool
But for one entering school your knowledge was full

You can try to learn a food’s taste from books
Having read can imagine how an elephant looks
Thus whatever you get is your imagination
That doesn’t have with reality a correlation

You can read a lot what’s right what’s wrong
For what you’ll be honoured or blamed when it’s done
But until you try to do thing with your hands
You will never know how this story ends

Even if you imagine the final result
You can be mistaken in what you’re about
You cannot describe the taste not snacked
Even having tasted, that is your fact

That is why you must try all things by yourself
To get understanding what is this for yourself
Then you’ll have your result to act upon
If it feels right you’ll continue it on

But if you feel wrong that’ll be the case
Where your attention must be turned in place
If you consider that the graduate is a god
You will understand what a lot you must be taught
 
Must be taught by examples where you’re playing a part
Only then the lesson will represent your part
That you won’t forget during other “school years”
That will be yours for the rest of your days

You can’t get into the next level until all the exams are passed
You can’t get into the next life until you understand your past
What you did and why? What’s the lesson from it?
What was the reason why you did it

There is no right there is no wrong
There are only lessons that must be learned
You are but a young god there’s to learn a lot
One your life is a class that you should pass

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