Giver and taker, they’re inside

The giver rises up with pride

While the taker quietly hides

They are our two sides

Giving and taking comply

With a sharp transactional eye

Towards a profit, its view

The wily mind calls it true

Giving and taking, it’s not a mistake

Without them, a thirst we can’t slake

When they spill into days and years

They become the mind’s tears

When we are, giver nor taker

In comes, the savior

Freedom, and its empty hands

Saving us, from desire’s pangs