maybe so

so much of what we know ends up in earth
no common choices but the sign is great
and all of us seek to accomplish fate

the words are stolen true but not the worth
each heart is full of filth but clean the slate
so much of what we know ends up in earth

those who know nothing have not seen the birth
of a small animal or a huge state
the work we find will not give in to hate
so much of what we know ends up in earth