Always Wanting More
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What cruel trick is hope;
to juggle joy with pain?
And abandon the heart;
when the tears fall like rain.
Disenchanted with Fate;
Faith offers no escape.
When love stretches to fit,
we try to change its shape.
Why do we feel compelled
to pretend all is well?
And suffer in silence
when we're feeling like hell.
Should we prosper, we feel
disgruntled with our lot.
And scoff at good fortune;
cheapening what we've got.
Not content with our life;
to God, we put our cry.
And embrace religion,
believing souls don't die.
When opportunity
knocks, greed opens the door.
And never satisfied;
we're always wanting more.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015
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