Feeling anger as I sit and reflect,
Desperate I gaze, with frustration
And hopelessness upon the future,
As I consider my plight.
And life passes by.
The regular routine is not for me,
Neither are desires and wants for me,
Disinterest and indifference for daily events,
A normal day is boredom for me.
And life passes by.
Car and shares are a bother,
Wife and kids are a burden,
Money and power are a tension,
Alone by myself is heaven.
And life passes by.
My basic nature I have seen,
My mind my ego and all,
The steering is still in their hands,
They still make me dance.
And life passes by.
Persevere calls a voice from within,
Every moment has its meaning,
Today I still am a victim of the senses,
But only a prisoner knows real liberty.
And life passes by.
Wisdom is in equanimity,
Balancing the defeats with the victories,
Rise and proceed even when, pothole
Cause a stumble and level roads cause a crash.
Still, life passes by.
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