But The World Is Not Enough Poem by micheal udenyi

But the world is not enough i tell my friends
the strong keeps the spoil for the materially weak
there is land here and there but there is no soil
turn your back forth and fore and he will owe you nought
this rhymeless piece forerun to illustrate
the bias breach of our classical gaps

Man though many but lonely in this large box
that roll and whirl on and he notes it not
exist, exists and will aways exist
codified for the coerced children of cosmos
highly evolved and yet chopped up like cole slaw
evoked evince yet surppassed by the supreme beings

But the world is not enough, i tell the calloused world
from the mountain peak to the dept of thje valley
we fight to own and yet we own nought
but our mortal flesh of which we have no claim
we war, we kill, we own and yet we want more
it satisfies not, it comforts not, tell the deities to enlarge our coast

We can but make no choice, who knows which is better
destined for episode inbetween two oblivions
the great wished he were poor yet the poor hope on
for the priceless joys and hapiness to acquire thats too costly
seen and unseen glories he wished for himself but still
to live is to suffer, to die to rest