Times Please

Hey buddies, pause for a while, please

For the sake of peace

Your garden's ground needs a recess, 

It's falling apart, breaking into pieces. 

Your sky touching feat

Boomerang in self-defeat

Your greedy earnings cheat, 

By devouring poor meat. 

Warring work with high numbers, 

The world seems to be sailing

In ceaseless slumber, 

Worrying iceberg of injustice wailing from under. 

All you do has war in it, 

It's a self-destructive habit, 

We're all losing Life's beat

Despite continuous growth and profit. 

Times please O Mind, work for peace, 

Prosperity and bliss will reign here,

You'll find the heaven you're looking for

In your own golden garden, at ease.