Desire - Poem by Randy McClave
To live our life without desire
To enter those days without a craving
Having nothing to search for or acquire
Would make our existence so depraving.
To not having the want to need or search
Or the passion to look for and then obtain
We would be like the parrot upon its perch
Only to look and watch, and then complain.
We must have that aspiration and that need
To fill our hunger and also our longing
To make a wish and then plant that seed
And then feel the passion and the belonging.
We must live our life as if its our very last day
With a hunger and want and a soul on fire
And then gritting our teeth and do as we say
And then live this day and life in only desire.
Randy L. McClave
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