Desire
By j.s.herscovitch
Wed, 29 Sep 2004
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These things I desire;
a full stomach
a clear conscience
and an easy mind.
But more still,
an end to war, and that flawed human mindset.
Desire is a flower
that always blossoms.
It is a ride on a ferris wheel.
It is greedy,
it drives you, it takes you on, forever.
Look at the sunrise.
Look at all of natures hot breath.
Desire has many family member
it loves, it lusts, it yearns.
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