My dear, you eat out of the garbage

Just as I did years ago

Others may think of you as a savage

But to me you're a hero

The world is not ready for those of us

Who live on our own terms

The squares only know a dying chorus

While we're that which learns

How to sing all the melodies on Earth

So be proud you divine soul

Never doubt that I see your true worth

So let me help with your goal

Of achieving a higher state of existence

You want to be a Buddha, right?

Well, through my long run of persistence

I've become the Bringer of Light

By knowing what was on my own journey

I can steer your ship as well

So, I hope you don't think this to be corny

But I'll save you from your hell

For I see the me in you and the you in me

And I know what I once did not

All it takes is knowing how to be like a tree

And free yourself you will a lot

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