What Is Life

Life is a vibe if we can survive, Every obsctacle to us that arrives, The evil may look mouth watering sometimes, But to refrain from greed is what makes us alive, So lets pick up the pen and drop off the missiles, And scribble the demons out of the pages and write, The songs of our souls and sing it aloud, And sing it to ourselves even if there's no crowd, Build a house of love with no rooms for doubt, A house of which we all will be proud about, Why not be a tiny drop in the ocean? Than accepting being a speck of dust, Imagine If we can one day move togeteher with compassion, And abandon all the material lust.