"It's my life," the young ones claim,
And someone has even sung it, they say.
"We will lead our lives as it pleases us,
No anyone shall have any say."
That's fine, quite right too, I dare say,
It's your life, no dispute there.
But it would help to sit and ponder,
And words of mine to remember;
" Can you even get a slice of bread,
A drink, or think whatever you will,
Without the effort of ‘others',
Without the Will of a Power above?"
Our fortunes are all intertwined,
Now more than ever,
Any action of yours, good or bad,
Can find its echo far and near.
I would rather sing,
" It's our lives."