Time is not money;
It's senses and feelings and learning.
Time is not money;
It's night stars and bright dawn of morning.
Time is not money;
It's memories, custom-created.
Time is not money;
It's special dates well celebrated.
Time is not money,
It's snowflakes, Spring breeze, and blue water.
Time is not money;
It's smiles and sips of hot cocoa.
Time is not money;
It's hand-locks, an embrace, a whisper.
Time is not money;
It's chances to speak and to listen.
Time is not money;
It's worries, relief, and excitement.
Time is not money;
It's moments with laughter highlighted.
Time is not money;
It's some ups and some downs repeated.
Time is not money;
It's more goals and more work, as needed.
Time is not money.
It's life that draws in and entices.
Time is not money,
For it is essentially priceless.

All lies diminish me ---

As a card carrying member of the human race,
I consider it a disgrace,
when truth is subverted,
truth is diverted,
puts a frown on my face,
puts me in a bad place,
when truth is perverted in any way.

Lies weaken the laws of modern man--

If it's a shell game of opinion while avoiding fact,
modern society might as well take a giant step back.
To the plague days,
to the guillotine ways,
when might was right,
carry a big stick.
I dont want to go back to that.

Each lie told damages the soul ---

Are we here on earth to be false to each other,
to con with words or sister and brother? 
 To smother or dignity,  
break it and fake it,
knowing wrong from right but go ahead and forsake it?
I think no.

And the outcome of lying---

When those you trusted lie,
but don't  get busted - cry.  
Consider it the day truth died. 
 And down with the ship of truth goes honesty
       respect,
              rules,
                    civilization will fall.  
Tears to lend, prayers to send, 
lies will be the beginning, the middle, the end.
  Lies will be the death of us all.