The Third Answer

A long time ago

A child lived his life

Being true to himself

No evil in people's heart

Times of innocence

Times of honesty

When did people start

To be that smart?

Darkness is around

He finally opens his eyes

The time to grow has come

Have to stop being a whining.

Who can he trust

To teach him the art of fight?

To be his own teacher

He can't trust the other side.

Years of pain, years of emptiness

Fighting the war alone

To follow common sense

Or to trust his own?

Then he realizes

Some are children, some are lost

Some are just crazy dogs

He's none and all of it, then who's the boss?

Nature itself is selfish

Gravity surround us

Who are we to blame

To follow nature's heart?

Shall I have the honor

To show man's true face?

Take it and try

To give a greater purpose to our race?

The answer for that question

Despite the fact everyone knows

Humans are just humans

Weaks and fools

The desire for power

To not hurt the next

The key to absolute freedom

To change the course of universe

A huge amount of energy

Is required to do so

Nature laughs at his attempt

What can a little human do?