One is worship,
Which you perform,
Neither god nor work,
Compel to worship dawn.

Set out to birds,
Set out for guts,
Choose the path you compel,
Your soul and body songs.

Kick your fear and kick the gear,
Deny the help and deny the wealth,
Fear will end and follow the shear,
To become a gully dear.

Life half silent thinking and weeping,
Some is spent in haste,
Some in deciding future,
Then why to care of the world?

Life is yours, the mind is yours,
Paying to world,
Gives only spear,
Line in confidence my dear.

Some if is to regarded,
Is your parents,
Only friends of fear,
Other are haste to boast.

One is worship,
Which you perform,
Neither god nor work,
Compel to worship dawn.

Do something different,
Not the same differently,
When the result are same,
Time spent is only waste.