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On loud utterances
And vain promises
Our hopes lay
Desperately waiting for the rays
Of sunshine to penetrate
Our lives in the darkest state
For we have been held captive by fate
For so long a time that we faint
And our eyes have become shielded
Until the lid is lifted
We might never understand what we face
Though we run a good race
Our hopes lay flatly on chance
Even though we understand the dance
We fail to hear the lyrics embedded in the rhythm
And we are soon lost in rhymes
Confusion is our game
Vanity is our second name
Yet we continue on the endless journey
In pursuit of total joy
Even when we have money
It never satisfies our yearnings
It never quietens the voice within us that cries
Against the vanity in our lives.
The dance of life
Is a game of sight
Until we see with our mind
We will continue to be blind
Till we learn the basics
Of living life with simplicity.
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