
The stuff that mind wants
a cube of cash buys them all
but what the heart needs

The stuff that mind wants
a cube of cash buys them all
but what the heart needs

Idol from the past
memorialised in stone
service forgotten

Change in how you see
distortion, reality
changes how you’re seen

Life’s possessions some
made up to impress no one
them purpose unknown
– – – – –

Eclipses the small
towers over nature too
inhuman ego