Soon the truth will be awaken, and the lies once hidden will
Come forth from the ashes of being relentless
It will shatter the past, and make way for a better tomorrow.
It comes like a bolt of lightning, and then age takes hold
Looking back throughout the way, a life well lived
It forms by the wrinkles on one's face
And white color in one's hair or no hair at all
Wisdom is the truth and wisdom isn't hidden no more