Perfect Sense

It is the passing time that confronts me
while choices bestow upon myself.
Survival is the truth to a system
where capitalism controls the size.

In my thought of being, money controls me
in my doing which must earn sense.
I call to myself to reassess this plot
and grow up into satisfaction of craft.

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Author: leeethomas

Visual Artist, musician and writer from Australia. Interested in Love and the Mind.

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