Lighter Mourning
To break the idolatry, the endless sea
contained in a drop of monotony.
When asked to change the world, reponded He,
"Let Light there be, to inflict burns upon the peasantry."
Eighty hours a week working to please economy
ends with the death of comraderie.
We were born to be revolutionaries,
Free to create in harMONy.
Not simple-minded sleepers, waiting
for fresh minds to atrophy.
When asked to change the world, I loudly scream
"Stand up for the Dao and receive the gift given spritually."