The Grass

They say the grass is greener
Upon the other side
And there's an urge to prove it
From which you cannot hide
Dreams of fun and eden
Pervade your passive mind
Egged on by the devil
Who can be very kind.

But if you stop to ponder
About the pros and cons
Then there could be calamity
When all your peace is gone
You've shattered your relationships
With those both near and dear
Surely God is watching you
Holding back His tears.