Misunderstandings, Seeing Only the Outside

Spend your money, on your many needs

Friendships based on material gain, soon fail to fain

Silence loud, silence forgotten, silence broken, who will tend the garden of weeds

Forked lightening, clashes across the night sky, the wind shifts tossing many seeds

Words spoken in abundance, carelessly, soon 'tis the fools pain

Spend your money, on your many needs

Teardrops, fall like rain, pitter, patter, falling reigns fall as yet another soul away speeds

Harsh reality, mistakes broadcast far and wide, cross words oh, how they stain

Compassion flighty, kindred spirits walking along, forging past many fallen steeds

Selfish, jealousy, envy marking the common way, so many eyes filled with so much greed

Insecurities abounded openly, and in secret, oh can you see that bitter fallen rain

Spend your money, on your many needs

Looking on the outside, what do we truly see, nothing truly at all, only a fallen grain, cast amongst many weeds.

Rolling around, seeing nothing but glittery ground, how we forget materialism it is but a stain

Laying down we look up, see the stars shimmering so bright, watch as they race across the night sky as one of many passing steeds.

Stomping our feet we remain calm, we remain collected as so many walls begin to fall as we have forgotten our needs

Coloured glass sparkle in the light, cast many shadows lingering of long forgotten grain

Spend your money, on your many needs

Silence loud, silence forgotten, silence broken, who will tend the garden of weeds