“I work, and working hard – I gain,
I have a vision to maintain,
I have a dream of happy life
Yet live a life of endless strife!
Reaching my dream takes greatest skill –
Today I am unhappy still!
Tomorrow must go as I plan
For me to be a happy man.
I worked, and working hard, it’s strange
How dream of happy life does change!
The more I gain, the more I need,
Working my constant wants to feed!”
He worked, he died, unhappy still…
Searching outside, he could not feel
That happiness is all he is –
Beyond the wants shines perfect peace.