Treasure Island

Philo Yan

(Malaysia)

LIFE IS REALLY SIMPLE!


Confucious said:

Life is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated.
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Again and again and again!
Ego is many Kings!
Again and again and again
Ego pops up and rings!

The bells in our head
No sense, No dread
Don't realize what lies ahead
Evil Ego plans all ready laid
Till it's too late, so very late!

People shrug and say, 'It's Fate.'
Fate is what? That's all man made
Life's Hard Knocks University
So, turn your Fate into Destiny
the daughter of Great Universe
So heed, do heed the coming verse

Let Go, Let's move
in tandem, flowing harmony
Uproot, pull out, remove
your Ego's traversity!

Submitted: Friday, February 15, 2013

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