Dont question your essence: it is something taken for granted
Your birthright is not lost because of your ignorant attitude
If a king chooses to behave like a beggar sitting quite forlorn
While in a palatial surrounding: it is a situation for great scorn
Why create a cage made of gold and hold yourself trapped within?
And then while there, why cry for someone to free you from prison?
We are limited only by our own sense of restraint and feeling of weakness
This makes us inferior and provides an environment of great darkness
Our daily life is one of struggle: with ourselves and with our peers
Needless comparisons are the norm, and resultant are our fears
And we create illusory universes quite without basis every day of life
And then wonder why it is that we are bereft of peace, always in strife
Like the seagull that dared to breakaway our goal must be aimed high
No matter what the environment predicts as rational, higher do fly
Because rationality is just an assumed convenience, one way of prediction
There is a spontaneous fulfilment of desires, that of pure spirit's rendition
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