I was cursed with wisdom
from the moment I was born
in this shiny and deadly prison
which they all call it ‘’the world’’

since the day I’ve learnt to know
I aimed to buy back my freedom
the price was high, and tended to grow
it’s a greedy and corrupt kingdom

They all asked me for money
and I offered them my gold
they said it has no value…
I said ‘’it has more than you can hold!’’

I just wanted to leave this madness
before time ends, and I’m too old
and stop to breathe this blackness
this sadness, rust and cold.

Now, I’m old and careless…
and I’ve failed my very goal,
but you my son, do not be reckless,
chose faster, live mindful and take control.