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
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