Why.... Poem by aigis nalian

Why indeed do we pine and yearn,
Why indeed do we never learn,
To please ourselves with a little delight,
And sleep in fitful peace at night?

Every day we rush on, fired
Forward with hopes held high in thought,
And return disappointed, tired
With our hands empty, our minds distraught...
Such a life, abhorrent, we lead today
And yet our only prayer remains untold,
That we shall change our lives some day,
And then live a better life, tenfold...
What pleasures pure life does unfold,
We fail to let our minds go free,
Shepherded on, so slaughtered, sold,
We fail to see what we want to be...