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why are we running after money
purchasing a daily task
no time for gardening, gotta work to buy food from the bazaar
working to buy things you don’t need and maybe don’t even want
wanting to feel better about who you think you are
not wanting to feel left out
accomplishments that get you gold stars by people who have never known your heart
some say they don’t have a choice, for some it’s a want
others have never questioned why is it they want what they say want
running after goals of becoming something
to get a house, a car
to make a living or to be rich, a superstar
Illusory things that will never satisfy our soul or our hearts
Rich we all already are
Ask an animal, any other being on the planet if they're rich or poor
ask if they have to work to "be" something other than who they are
We just like them are whole, abundant, given everything we need without ask
The earth is our home, giving us food, water, sunshine and everything for shelter, clothing, beauty and art
So why are people struggling, suffering, going hungry, selling their souls, working with a stone on their hearts
Why is everyone walking around stressed, with no time for a laugh, to wonder, to stare at the stars
why do people seek escapes and wanna go far
to forget it all
to get a moment of life, a glimpse of joy
a relief from this pressure
a life that feels like war
tired, exhausted, grey
but can't stop until there are no more 'swas'
Living in fear, in lack
Separate, alone, isolated
Even when surrounded by a pack
Forgetting who they are
Can't stand each other; single houses, nuclear families and everyone has a car
And bills for those things become the most important task
Who are you paying for that which is your right
a life
becoming willing slaves
first there were kings, dictators and now we willing give away our rights
Bowing down to a facade
The scary voice that's nothing but a scam
did you ever ask
who is behind the curtain
Why are you submitting, agreeing
a bunch of monkeys doing everything to keep you from remembering who you are
we are the people
all equal with equal rights to life
not owners but stewards of our lands and waterfalls
we need to take charge
when we become conscious of our scars
when we move from our truth and not from our childhood stories and beliefs that are false
when we see through the illusions
there will be peace not war
we will create our own communities, our villages, our tribes
humans taking care of each other without a charge
a world that is one
where love is the currency and connection our north star