the game of life
Between dusk and day
Before the sunrise
The city will begin to live its crimes
Millions if you ask
It happens everywhere
Every little corner has its tale
Windows are the eyes
That witness without soul
Watching in the silence what is done
Everyday crimes are commited that go unpunished, that are unsolved, whose victims are left screaming at walls asking "who" and "why". Our base nature lies always upon greed, upon that desire to gain more than what you already have. It is what drives us to succeed, to invent, to innovate. It is what has helped us survive up till now, to become the dominant species. Simply by being greedy.
Walking on the line of life and death
Greed, like all of man's strongest urges and feelings can give life or death. Used rightly it can propel us to and beyond our limits, or it can bring us down into mindless, uncontrollable and unrealistic desire. With great power comes great responsibility, (Uncle Ben, Spiderman) much as we wouldn't like to believe it, greed is one of our strengths, just as anger and selfishness and many other attributes are.
Where life is just a game
That you have to win
Without motivation greed is of no use, our teachers and parents and seniors (most of them, at least) always tell us to have dreams, or at least try (and sometimes succeed) to enforce their dreams upon us. With these dreams all our strengths and advantages come into play, serving as a driving force behind our actions, fuelling our desire to achieve. And what bigger prize is there than winning the game of life?
Of course we can never determine what exactly amounts to winning in life. But everyone has his or her own idea, their own version of how life is played along. A man in poverty-stricken Africa may consider having 2 meals a day by the end of his lifespan, winning in life. the same man born into British aristocracy may only view achieving immortality in tales and tabloids and history as a life achievement, worthy to be called victory.
In the end we're all playing the game of life, but noth together, only with ourselves. At most we look over our shoulders and view the progress of others, thus changing our own plans and routes. Yet eventually the only person we are striving to win is ourselves; for at the end of life, no matter how many are with you physically as you pass away, in your mind there is only you and yourself. (and perhaps God if you believe)
When death surrounds you on and on
All the time it's near
People always say our greatest rival is ourselves. Given the fragility of life, we should strive everyday to beat ourselves, to overcome our own limitations, to beat ourselves at every moment - for death could come anytime.
I am greedy yet i cannot beat myself. Such is the sin of procrastination that i cannot even save myself...
Before the sunrise
The city will begin to live its crimes
Millions if you ask
It happens everywhere
Every little corner has its tale
Windows are the eyes
That witness without soul
Watching in the silence what is done
Everyday crimes are commited that go unpunished, that are unsolved, whose victims are left screaming at walls asking "who" and "why". Our base nature lies always upon greed, upon that desire to gain more than what you already have. It is what drives us to succeed, to invent, to innovate. It is what has helped us survive up till now, to become the dominant species. Simply by being greedy.
Walking on the line of life and death
Greed, like all of man's strongest urges and feelings can give life or death. Used rightly it can propel us to and beyond our limits, or it can bring us down into mindless, uncontrollable and unrealistic desire. With great power comes great responsibility, (Uncle Ben, Spiderman) much as we wouldn't like to believe it, greed is one of our strengths, just as anger and selfishness and many other attributes are.
Where life is just a game
That you have to win
Without motivation greed is of no use, our teachers and parents and seniors (most of them, at least) always tell us to have dreams, or at least try (and sometimes succeed) to enforce their dreams upon us. With these dreams all our strengths and advantages come into play, serving as a driving force behind our actions, fuelling our desire to achieve. And what bigger prize is there than winning the game of life?
Of course we can never determine what exactly amounts to winning in life. But everyone has his or her own idea, their own version of how life is played along. A man in poverty-stricken Africa may consider having 2 meals a day by the end of his lifespan, winning in life. the same man born into British aristocracy may only view achieving immortality in tales and tabloids and history as a life achievement, worthy to be called victory.
In the end we're all playing the game of life, but noth together, only with ourselves. At most we look over our shoulders and view the progress of others, thus changing our own plans and routes. Yet eventually the only person we are striving to win is ourselves; for at the end of life, no matter how many are with you physically as you pass away, in your mind there is only you and yourself. (and perhaps God if you believe)
When death surrounds you on and on
All the time it's near
People always say our greatest rival is ourselves. Given the fragility of life, we should strive everyday to beat ourselves, to overcome our own limitations, to beat ourselves at every moment - for death could come anytime.
I am greedy yet i cannot beat myself. Such is the sin of procrastination that i cannot even save myself...
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