Humans of human’s soul
Some of darkness and cold
Some of peace with harmony
Some only wishing for money
Some sad and mad with cards they play
All in the hands of the human race
All very from one to the next
Society will classify by the aspects of chosen text
Species of the soul
Taking breaths each day
All of mortal life
Fall so deep into the tolls of society
We believe in many things
From faith to harmony
From fame to society
From politics to justice of the peace
If one is to be under such rules of society
Then I wish to be my own species
Not to disregard those of society
But to band them from my thoughts to have my piece in harmony
I am willing to understand classes of society
As that is what they are for an understanding of common ground
Defining species of humans and their role in this world
I am willing to apprehend its means and be at peace
But still don’t classify me