Sitting in this ship, waiting for it to sink
Fighting over our cabins, what do you think?
Some in first, second, third class or worse
Ego locked the door, the only curse
There's some life-rafts we could try out
Is that what life is just all about?
Some deny it will sink of course
But at death will they be full of remorse?
And die to rise in many aeons later
Who exactly is our real creator
Waiting for that human birth to come
Around again samsara, hello Mum!
© Peter Dorey 2013
Fighting over our cabins, what do you think?
Some in first, second, third class or worse
Ego locked the door, the only curse
There's some life-rafts we could try out
Is that what life is just all about?
Some deny it will sink of course
But at death will they be full of remorse?
And die to rise in many aeons later
Who exactly is our real creator
Waiting for that human birth to come
Around again samsara, hello Mum!
© Peter Dorey 2013
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