Day by day a new born is welcomed;
all to journey through this world,
pivoted on an anonymous system;
to exchange habits, emotions,
inventions and also feel like victims.
Victims of circumstances they have no hand in,
relating them to luck and or mysticism-
when they are far beyond their comprehension...
There on starts their mental detention...
This is where the masses fall,
the million-fold sleeping behind concrete walls,
striving to achieve success in "careers,"
yet truthfully just in need of a pay check:
a leaf off a tree instead of the fruit that is free
Love what you do and nature will make you blossom,
don't fret to be perfect, grow, your fruits of labour await you.