Superimposed upon all that's held dear
is money and pressure of time that is clear.
Time to acquire, time to get where?
Time to get deeper and deeper in despair.
Let loose the notion of money as life,
and stop the vibration of audio strikes.
Hits from the TV, hits from the news,
hits from your loved ones,
You'd rest, but you'd lose.
Take off the pressure,
step out of the grind.
Lay in the green grass,
moist cool frame of mind.
The living soft mantra
of delicate life,
not meant to be threatened by
the system's sharp knife.
--EVE
Eve's Paintings & Prints
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