Frustrating, it is
To retreat to the hole
As you narrowly focus
On your one, divine goal
A life you desire
Yet you know you can’t grasp
As attentions diverted
The white fence, it won’t last
And how hard can it be
When to God, you enlist
When you tormentingly believe
That He might not exist
My mission is clear
It’s the path, I await
This life, I’ve committed
No regard to my fate
For greatness, inside
It lies in us all
If only you find it
Your one, dying call
How the World Should Work 