From the Gate I doth set my pace.
My Pace wears out; I saw through my mind.
My Mind explored life beneath the Chalkboard.
The Chalkboard hath on it tales of all men's deeds.
Men's Deeds were hardly not found in Red Ink.
Red Ink of follies accompanied with Blood Stains.
Blood Stains on us setting our Fates for Doom.
For Doom we all must go if hearken not these

Warnings :

Ye_Outcast !

So long a time thou wandered with Gun.
Weep over thy errs & make a good turn.
For time is fleeting; moments are passing.
Shadows are dimming & Death-beds are calling.

Dear_Jewels !!

Threading through the Campus unclad
Makes the Path to Success quite hard.
No wise-head would consider thee high
Nor take thee down the isle for a tie.

Dear_Heirs !!!

When gloom and sadness
whisper.
Know thee that ye are but a Stranger.
The Cup ye drink now ain't any bitter
Than which He drank in Gethsemane so faster.

Ye_Rabbi !!!!

Suffer not the Soul that giveth in his best.
Championing one's failure invites deadly Pest.
Burners of Night Candles deserve good Wages.
Woe to ye giver of Serpents when one deserves
Fishes.

Here is the link to my achievement1 post: https://steemit.com/hive-172186/@emaeyakjames/achievement-one-post-my-introduction-to-steemit