The blanks in your mind
You see nothing; you don’t feel a thing
As a baby you don’t know what to do
You let your cries do the talking
As the clouds changing
As the sun beams golden light
The mind develops into an institution
You know what lie ahead
What you need to do
Read and write
A mind of its own
You strum your strings
You let out your own melodies
This is your own
You finally have arrived
The world opening up to you
As you walk, fly by aero-plane, on train
On motorized vehicles, on seas
You want to make a name
On the planet once you thought you were small
As the mind unlock the secrets
You never want to sit alone
You want the action and the glory
You forget the reason you were born
The inheritor of road to paradise
On Earth you learn the lessons
Acquire the knowledge and experience
Know the sins and wages what death is
So when you are small
You can give excuses
When you have grown
You don’t have the liberty
You must seek the truth
Everyday every moment
Until death is………….
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