“Spending Time”

Why the sense of urgency?

What is time but a currency?

Spent rushing through the hours

Empty eyes and vacant encounters

“Spending time”… isn’t it funny?

We put all our value into money

All the moments you cannot relive

All the feelings a dollar will not give

A warm bath on a winters day

A mother’s hug when the skies are gray

Fresh water and a nourishing meal

But we’re focused on what isn’t real

Nature’s love replaced with pills

Trading time for dollar bills

The illusion of fulfillment…

But our souls, they are resilient

They endure the repression

to teach us a lesson

“Time spent is money earned”

It’s a program that we must unlearn