The young boy had done his very best
Living up to the way his parents wanted him, was a test
To his friends at school, he wore his mask
To be one of them was itself a task
For he had no interest in the many ego trips
Defending an honour not worth chocolate chip
He watched how people debated with their ego
Is that the way they wanted him to go?
Inflated egos, but why give them air?
Lost for words and so they'd swear
He saw qualities in others, no one else could see
Even if they abused him he was beyond their reality
He smiled but didn't respond
His mind wasn't like a stagnant pond
He watched how others gave so much advice
Making their life meaningful in their attempt to be wise
He watched how others squabbled over a trivial thing
Making a mountain of everything
The human persona so frail and old
Following one another, filling each other with mould
Who occupied their mind, with a great fear of silence
Stillness was his gift that had no violence
His mind not like a traffic jam
Flowed like a river of goodness that had just burst its dam
Though others saw him as just a boy
His past life was spent training, to be pure joy
He'd changed his vision, attitude and nature
Changed bad habits of animalistic nature
His high vibrations were of a different energy
That didn't see the way that others would see
And though they were high vibrations of a supreme state
He didn't look down on others nor hold any hate
His eternal pure soul he'd earned from his past
Cleaning his mind had been his only task
And though he had forgotten his past training
Love and only love was now reining
As he grew he decided there was no need to fit in
Developing an intellect that was not a dustbin
As he grew up his example became a leader
People looked at themselves becoming greedier
For his content mind didn't allow him retail therapy
To waste money senselessly would ruin his energy
Respect for others, he easily gave to all
No one could make him ever feel small
We're here to evolve into deities
Divine people who have no frailties
It's all there is and all that's real
The weaknesses in man made these bodies ill
It's carried in the soul life to life
Stays with them like twisted knife
Where matter will no longer be serving him
He chose vices over virtues, on many a whim
"Live now" man cried out " for tomorrow we die
But in his next life he'll carries on the same for it was all a lie
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