Castles by rem hadley
From peaceful and simple life, to towers over filled.
Obtruded concrete streaming smoke, filling skies with things to choke.Reckless lives, defiant stares; replaced the ease in breaths of air,It took away the passive views, and left these behind to amuse.Filled with pride and useless rooms. Excess tossed to less consumed.
Leave indulgence at the door…how can we live here anymore?
No layers of leaves or untouched snows. Life moves in flickered glows.Once useful homes NOW deprived; destroying precious countryside.Accolades from restlessness; expects someone to clear the mess.The “want-ers” have shaped descent! Out of which grows violence.With regard to numbered days, crushing consciousness with yield.
Check influence at the door… should we build them anymore?
We’ve been busy with the lie, to build homes far up the sky. Heroic efforts all in vain. Accumulations not sustained. Some give up to save the ship. Or lose the gains despite the grip. Running circles and more to do. But less time and people too! Educators seek to guide; so could our spirits then survive?
Check your life and what’s in store …we can NOT do this anymore.
We may want to quit the game of larger castles on the land.Out of time for learning views; and put together useful tools. Organize and comprehend; to bring back ease in lives again.No matter what our money buys; earth wins when greedy dies.Humble fragile lives believe; born with nothing, nothing leaves.
Leave the greed at the door…we should not do this anymore.