What Circulates & Isn't Our Property

Water, air, and, yes, money are free
They change hands; even run through the body
Government is there to channel
Yet, can't contain them within a tunnel
And, disappear, can only money

Only money suffers stupidity
It's a child of your activity
But, it will never be your personnel
All are free, when you push your panel

In water and air, no change we see
At least, lunar phases have their decree
These two pundits are God's own colonel
Over life, as its bullying pannel
We dream freedom; they truly are free.

October Rain

It's seven thirty in the morning
And, softly it's raining
Still, it's mostly dark
A lit candle gives a first spark
A hot beverage to make moving

Tea & Coffee

Through our days, we may toy
At intervals, we enjoy
A small merriment
Or, energy during predicament
It will sooth, bind, or employ

HM@

Money Song III

Governments & their helpers,
Which are banks, insurers,
Had, again, robbed the people

However, are people, sheeple?
What else could the people do
State greed, alas, is very true

A miracle purse opened
Has its bounty an open end?
Its stream must have an origin

The free zone is deeply tucked in
People's magma, for all we know
Only Satan makes a false flow

USA Song

Being contradictory, it's admired & hated
Its secret services are fiercely debated
USA is a positive & negative role model
In friendship, its people are loyal
Great craftsmanship, but some of its food is industrialised