The fine art of surrender is supreme
The first thing to give up is the "me" meme
Without a "me" life could be such a joy
Whereas on planet earth one has to turn into a coy
Without a "me" one can easily bear
That no one's "there" to care
That planet earth is like a funny jail
The sane inside, the rest is out on bail
Some will say that for a birth
There has to be desire to fit
But birth on planet earth?
To hell with it...
