Cast away my pleasures of sin
My vulgar thoughts of waste
Look more to knowledge within
For life is but paper and paste

Something more does exist beyond me
Something more.righteous and good
It must include me, beyond my body
Outside this cosmic neighborhood

Something beyond this human life
It goes way beyond life altogether
Beyond the ego, children and wife
Beyond the sunshine and weather

With alphabets there is a ceiling
Limited letters to write a poem
But I cannot avoid the feeling
We are all waiting to go home