thin king

Good morning,

A little light musing on life

I have a body, thus I am
I have a soul, this I believe
In life the body grows and moves
In death the body stagnates and decays
When the soul is with the body, the body is alive
When the soul leaves the body, the body is dead
I notice these states as I live
And educe this relationship

Man is creative, man is the superior animal
Man can reason, and man can subdue all animals
Man can study and know the elements of nature
And man turns their power to his own advantage
Thus man grows food and staves off starvation
And man makes things and lives in comfort
Man travels in machines and moves in style
Around the earth and up the stratosphere

I have two nature, to be good or to be evil
One helps fellowman, the other exploits the same
I can be strong, and stand up to strain
Or to be weak, and succumb in fear of pain
I can pitch in and share a lesser load
Or sit on others and increase their burden

The state of man is all changing
Man comes naked and totally dependent
But man develops and acquires and gives in return
Failure, success, misery or happiness line the path of life
Yet these are transient and are nought when over
As man will come to pass and push up daisies from below

Have a nice day
Ronald