Just outside, cool grass under my feet The smell of orchids pungent, but sweet The stars above look so bright Look like beacons in the night A glass of wine, a simple stroll These are what soothe my troubled soul Keeps me safe from stress of life Allows me to sleep well at night Not all can see the simple path They make a choice, leave before the aftermath Who cares about what happens tomorrow As long as today, there is no sorrow Rape the land need to feed Life driven by simple greed Don’t care what will happen to the most As long the accolades for me they toast These are the things that most will treasure Material possessions not simple pleasure How shallow are the well conceived Mix with ones driven by greed Worship their god who preaches about wealth Then practice their trade with lies and stealth Take down the innocent, take down the old Got no morals, but look at my gold