“After your birth, they decide your name, nationality, religion & sect, and you spend rest of your life defending something you didn’t even choose.”

Nothing is yours, 

It’s just your turn,

Your purpose on this planet,

Is to evolve and learn,

No matter how far you go,

You have a choice to return,

She was  never yours,

You  just took your turn,

Land, money and women,

Switching hands and taking turns,

Either we owe or we own,

At the end, you will bury or burn, 

You will be What you wanna be,

Volcanic ash or red fern

YAZ

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