I’ve lost my stage entrance
I’ve lost my gold medal 
I’ve lost my value tag
but I’m at peace
I sleep without worrying about stats
I sleep without worrying abt targets
without worrying about daily reports
my spirit is intact
if the world goes through a recession I take no notice
if the Moodys downgrade us again it’s not my baby
if the rand falls I’m not the one to pick it up
bcos I’m at a sacred space…I’m at peace
going through reports can cos one inner peace
going through targets nearly stole my joy
bcos eternal peace it’s an expensive luxury
it’s not sold at your nearest space
people we go through our daily work routine
selling our soul cheaply without fail
our pockets full of cash  but yet “poor”
bcos spiritual wealth is not compulsory
I’m at peace…
when the world makes noise I go n relax in my garden
when the Moodys downgrade us I water my plants
if the rand falls I pick fruit from my ripe tree
bcos indeed the best things in life are FREE