Don't be too kind
Too loving

You'll be thought of
As weak

The small waves
Wear away the stone
Over time

The westerner
Misunderstands time
The nature of life

He must be constantly "doing"

His health depreciates
Because of the love of money

The world is an empty
Open space

Like a woman
It is nourishes all things

It lies low
In silence

It's okay
To be kind
And gentle

We are here to lose
You and I

Here to lose the game of life

I am here
Then I am there

I like living alone
And I don't care

I won't work
Won't work at all

There was a drone
Flying in the sky
In the park
On that day

I don't really have
Much to say

Except
It's repeating again
The cycles are repeating again

I live in a program
I cannot win

I'm poor
Alone
I don't care

This place is not
At all fair

I'm sick of those people
Go away

I don't want to see them
Not today