Sent at any time or season,
We come here not knowing why.
We come seeking reason
That most of us defy.
Sent into the dark world,
We stretch our hands, yearning for light,
But throughout our walk, we are hurled -
Hurled into a corner so tight.
Confronted by worldviews,
Blinded by a plethora of theories,
We decide to get high on booze.
But we can always overcome the boundaries.
Life is a long walk in search for truth,
But if we seek, we will find our booth.