No longer haunt your mind
Is littered with lost souls
But the road's negotiable
So if you stumble or fall
Just get up, give it a grin
We're conditioned and programmed
By unwitting moms and dads
Ignorant as the rest of us
And tradition without fail
Handed down from generation
Satchitananda"¦Your guru's"¦
Satchitananda"¦Your guru's"¦