Do you cut your birthday cake? Do you know your birthday is fake? Don't continue to make the mistake It's time for you to now awake! Ask your mother when you were born You were kicking weeks before and this went on and on You were alive long back, she knows And even science has pictures as the embryo grows Nine months before your so-called date of birth That is when you actually came to earth Then you didn't have blood, bone, and skin You were just a Power, the spark within But because you believed in the birthday lie You believed that there were ghosts and fairies in the sky! Every year you continue to cut your birthday cake You don't realize the truth, just believe what is fake! When will you, to the truth, awake? When will you stop baking your birthday cake? When you realize that nine months earlier you were born Then to stop cutting the cake, will you undertake? Although you know that it is not your date of birth You came forty weeks before as the zygote on earth But you just choose to follow the herd You don't investigate, don't fly like a bird You don't ask the question, 'Who am I?' If the body came later, then, 'I am the body,' is a lie I was that Energy Spark that first came to earth Not on my so-called birthday is my real birth In what way will this news make us awake? Why this big fuss about the birthday cake? When we realize we are not the body or the mind Then, Self-Realization we will find If you are not the body that developed on earth You realize you are that spark, that's your real worth! That spark is Energy, that spark is the Soul To realize this is our life’s ultimate goal After the spark, starts as a little zygote Our body is created, be it man or goat We are not the bodies that we seem to wear The bodies will live and die and tear One day, every ‘body’ must die The one who was alive will depart into the sky The body that is made of skin and bone Returns to ashes, as people mourn We are not that body that died, were we? People say, 'He passed away', and we are free They are so sure in the body we no more live To the flames or to the coffin, our body they give! If we are not the body that will one day surely die If we were not born on our birthday, that is a lie! If we are that spark conceived nine months before birth Then who is it that on death leaves the earth? The Soul, the Divine Spirit, the Atman is that spark To give us life from birth to death is its task It arrives at conception and departs at death We are that Power that gives us breath When you do a simple thing like stop cutting a cake When you investigate and realize that your birthday is fake You realize you are the Soul, you are no more vague To the ultimate truth, you will awake This Realization is the real beginning of the journey called life It will liberate us from all misery and strife When we realize we are not body, ego, and mind Eternal Happiness and Peace, we will find Just because we were taught many things that were lies We believe that God lives in the skies The birthday cake will make us realize We will live as the Soul, we will be wise So, from now don't cut your birthday cake Don't continue to be ignorant for God's sake Realize that your birthday is fake You are the Divine Soul, to this truth awake