usually myopic, usually my own sphere
But lately, we all share similar pain
or similar dreams within our dystopia

stocks rise, fall, and then rendition
vengeance exudes from the bureaucracy
malignant greed holds levers of power

pair of shamas bring their sweet song
wildflowers bloom between rice fields
good family, nice food, and neighbors

old hippie says: love is all you need
wise children tumble over old parents