Oh, this feeling’s no good I see
That man seems sent to trouble me 

Wait, why not look at the inner me
See what’s made of my soul food tree

Sweetness of giving, rich nectar from forgiving
Loving and supporting, hoping God would do the walking

We are all human, and we grow, it’s clear
Into our own good fragrance of splendid idea 

To find liberation from within, a web
From lifetimes and lifetimes of creating karma, our bed

Our freedom is in each other
Intrinsic it’s so
One can’t do without our brother
All beings must go
With liberty in step
Our minds freely flow
Connected
And free
In life
To and fro