If at once, you judge him well
and count the curse, without the veil
You would know, in times he failed
Without a verse, without a sail
Then I had heard, him say at last
This is no life, there is no mast
I have no point, I have no caste
For what is life, without a past
But here too he was wrong as all
Life is not a slow-rolling ball
It’s fast and free without a wall
And doesn’t care if you have crawled
So why not stand and face it first
Without a verse, fighting your curse
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