Better man were just animal, For every process of our way, Has to be learned, Simple yet complicated, And we falter! Animals walk barefooted, As they were born, It takes us years, And years to get up. Every process has to be learned, And we falter! Life in its simplicity is far flung, A hard knock you say! See the rose flower, Beautiful and fragrance well oiled, Yet spring from thorns! The palm tree a treasure, Oil encased in thorns! Coming to the river, downhill; Leaving uphill! All labour, effort, A drain of energy and resources! How about the crown of thorns, Placed on the head of Jesus? A measure of our humanity! Need we complain, If we be thus endowed, That is for you!