The (broken?) dream

What if life was like a beautiful song?

We would cherish each sound, not the beginning nor the end

We would be part of each note in our heart

Living the moment in silence and joy


Yet we created a world, a system, where each one toils

For something better to come, a goal, heaven, a dream

From young we tell them that grades are important

That only then they will reach somewhere

Then we tell them again, that to serve a system

Will make them happy, fulfilled and free

That nation, religion, race are the final goal

Even a god we created that would give us heaven 

If we served and did as the rule book told

So they work and toil all for for some one else

and for dreams they’ve been told

Till they are old, weak and worn out by life

The goal they were told had never been found


Why not take life as a beautiful song? 


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