Happy is a Man

Happy is he that let's nothing border him

For he leaves his life

In a way that gives him pleasure

So that nothing would give him pressure

Even when things that would make him

A man that would cry

He let it waver like the sea

So nothing can spoil his mood

Because hence it spoils

His pleasure turn into pressure

So to avoid it

He simply acts like a child

Who has nothing to lose

Happy is a man like that