Doing something.. . we must always be doing something
This is what we're hearing from the endless mass of nothing
Who think that we are valued by the things that we can do
Isn't it odd, how we are being brainwashed to believe that this is true>
But what is all that something..that.. we must absolutely do
To be considered as someone: important, valuable and true?
Is it the raking up of money or in the building up of our bank
Tell me what you think it is: that will move us up in "rank"
Society keeps on telling us: to burn those midnight oils
And never to take a break from this: our blood, our sweat,our toils
Yet, if, we are bringing in so much to build our lasting nest
Who are we really doing this for; when we can never really rest
It is a complete and utter falacy to think that we are more
Because of what we bringing in from the most expensive store
We cannot foolishly believe this: that we are, what we can display
Instead we should really realize that we become a societal slave
We cannot be truly happy if we are needing more and more
And cannot find true wholeness in the shopping mall or store
Yet we will lay down every credit card and load the car or plane
Seeking for what's inside of us; aren't we all a bit insane
If someone would tell us ..it's foolishiness; we'd brush it all away
Because we're addicted to the havingness and know no other way
After all we worked so hard for this: this, moneyness, you know
So don't try to tell us that: this spendingness must go..
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