Desire Of Humanity Poem by Hexaglonia Hanabusa

The wonder of nature's creation,
In which life flows,
Onto the plane of souls,
Where men were born.

The path of abundance,
Which is to seek life itself,
They are merely men's desire,
For they are surely coated in gold.

Eternity comes at a cost,
Humanity is no more upon reaching it,
The hearts which desire are gone,
Into the void where silence is the light.

Men are truly sentient beings,
For they desire everything in the world,
From the smallest of rings, to the tallest of buildings,
Their greed keeps on towering like gold.