Upon the sated grass we sit,
enjoying the warm autumn breeze.
eating sandwich, sipping some tea,
waiting for the coming winter freeze.

Calm and relaxed, peace is present,
forgotten of all the pain and torment.
...
But did we really???

<i>it haunts, it gloom, it's always here,
peace is never truly near.
temporary joy is what we dream for,
but life is never fair.

hard working you be, but to no avail,
people will hurt it if they will,
countless time and efforts you spend,
but then your work is back to nil.

friends and family, so much worry,
in your head are thoughts that's flurry,
this and that and this and that,
everything is such a hurry!</i>

the air blows past, comforting my dried skin,
the chilly wind is good with my hot drink.
but the sky grows dark and the time goes thin,
it's time to go home and think.