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How is our life’s worth measured? By offspring, actions, or wealth? What are the components on the yardstick? Worrying your value, affects your mental health. If life is truly worth living The joy and verve for life emits from within Emotions are worn on your sleeve Be at peace, and comfy in your own skin Why let others conflict our minds? External factors make us shout with dismay Put them out of your head Let Karma and intellect rule the day Your peers will judge you behind your back, Live with honor, integrity, and lack of spite The value of your actions, not consciously rated Know in your heart, you’ve done what is right. Die with no regrets hanging over your head, You can’t take it back when you’re six feet under Years of life spent with compassion and service of others, Validates your worth when torn asunder. For today, live your life with an eye towards passion Hold on to your ideals, use your heart for decision, You’ll never go wrong with integrity and trust You’ll grow old, and be free of ridicule and derision.
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Apr 13, 2010
Apr 13, 2010 at 7:23 AM UTC
Value of Life
How is our life’s worth measured? By offspring, actions, or wealth? What are the components on the yardstick? Worrying your value, affects your mental health. If life is truly worth living The joy and verve for life emits from within Emotions are worn on your sleeve Be at peace, and comfy in your own skin Why let others conflict our minds? External factors make us shout with dismay Put them out of your head Let Karma and intellect rule the day Your peers will judge you behind your back, Live with honor, integrity, and lack of spite The value of your actions, not consciously rated Know in your heart, you’ve done what is right. Die with no regrets hanging over your head, You can’t take it back when you’re six feet under Years of life spent with compassion and service of others, Validates your worth when torn asunder. For today, live your life with an eye towards passion Hold on to your ideals, use your heart for decision, You’ll never go wrong with integrity and trust You’ll grow old, and be free of ridicule and derision.
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Apr 13, 2010
Apr 13, 2010 at 7:23 AM UTC
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