MAN thinks He was the master of his fate MAN thinks He was the master of his fate

There is a blank face I stare at, there is blank space where I am aware, There is a blank face I stare at, there is blank space where I am aware,

The poem describes the basic working of mind/ego. The poem describes the basic working of mind/ego.

Accept me the way I am Don’t ever try to modify me Accept me the way I am Don’t ever try to modify me

No calm mind All over the world No calm mind All over the world

We are her children, Filled with hatred and ego We are her children, Filled with hatred and ego