Discretion

No, thank you, I’ll pass.
Temptation be damned.
Let prudence prevail
Where desire glints its spark.

Only a fool storms the castle gates
Without a plan
To get back to his mark.

Wrestle with conscience a while
If you must
In running the bluff
Between just and unjust,
And saddle your forethought
With judicious trust
While caution and tact
Write their names in the dust.

The rules of discretion ride
Cool in the air,
The scion of solicitude.
Soul of a diplomat,
Sight of a seer,
Patient, dynamic and shrewd.

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