I Need No Fame Or Name In Life-Game

I am now totally free This gives me glee Full freedom is my plea As fame is damn ugly When all surround me I terribly feel gloomy Calmness is balmy Fame is badly stormy When we become a slave We surrender to some wave We then meekly behave To build for joy a grave If our inbox is empty That makes life pretty We rejoice with clarity Liberty is a real beauty Addiction is dangerous Its attack will be vigorous Greed is cancerous Mood turns rancorous Let me be always alone To enjoy God's life-loan I am to God well-known Love is by Him shown I feel now blissful My mood is joyful My mind is truthful Solitude is helpful Life is a game Where all need fame Our greed, if we tame We can stop shame We pursue by being foolish When happenings are devilish Our peace will then diminish No hope, we can establish God alone is the only truth He alone will always soothe He can make our joy mammoth He will be never at all uncouth.