A TRUSTEE OWNS NOTHING AND NO ONE

Desires can never be satisfied

If someone said they can be, they were misinformed or lied

They just give birth to many other desires

The human mind eventually tires

And when exhausted it's not at it's best

Live to your needs and allow it some rest

I would be a moron to search for more

Could sit with my true nature forever more

The fear of losing anything when mind has nothing

Isn't a song the mind can sing

All the things people own disturb their mind

Search for the trustee inside and you'll feel just fine

Ownership of the body and then others

Then your property, fathers, and mothers

None of them are yours they cannot be held

That state of ownership made it rebel

And your true nature got set aside

Selective love and everyone cried

Whatever you have will pull the mind

Go back to the beginning, it's the best rewind

We came into this world with love, food, warmth and shelter

And life was not a Helter Skeletor

The joy of owning nothing when I was a boy

Started to change when I got my first toy

To God I give everything away that holds me tight

And he gives it back to look after, and I feel alright

To no longer feel its claws in me

To own nothing, removes the fear of death completely

For I will always be looked after according to my needs

There is only uncertainty because of my greed

My was the problem, my, my, my

We are but trustees that never die

Your wife, your children, none of it is yours

Remove all possessiveness ends all flaws

Life is something you are, not something you create

Change this falsehood before it's too late