we bin the past

at times we wonder what's beyond the sky
hard minds weigh down the lightness of each heart
if faced by strangers we'd become most shy
we're not the kind who can put on a different part
our lives we think are worth more than a fart
but each of us bewares the turning wheel
what we do here is more than simple art
our bodies' meat and bone but minds are steel

at best we know we can't do more than try
we may not finish but at least we'll start
and at the end we can't do worse than die
and when we're gone who could tell us apart
in life we'd make them sting and smart
brains would be puzzled bodies then would reel
such lessons we can still to them impart
our bodies' meat and bone but minds are steel

in their own fat they'll one day have to fry
we'll make them understand ere we depart
each of us hates the one who tells a lie
and we've not yet been thrown in the death cart
the teachings that we have we shall impart
and we believe the wild will come to heel
the lion will lie down with doe and hart
our bodies' meat and bone but minds are steel

prince you must know that we're sold in the mart
our hearts are strong but still they have to feel
that we have gone beyond the standard chart
our bodies' meat and bone but minds are steel