I want this; I want that, more and more
Yes, my wants increases with vengeance.
Is there a sense to this endless crave?
I don’t know; but, I know I still want.
Many a man commits follies untold,
Enslaved by this all consuming fire.
Toiled by day and tossed in sleepless night,
To possess what he wants more and more.
Riches, passion and power are the bait
To lure man into the tempter’s snare.
His wants dragged him to humiliation.
Yet, he sees the moon and still wants that too!
Then I struck a goldmine so rich;
Cognizance of my rational want.
I’m amply blessed with love and regards.
These are what I need and what I want.
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