Greedy Poem by Nenden Suherni

I am pulled by two strong hands
One give me a perfect protection
The other offers me a warm comfort

I struggle and fight myself
Close my eyes and fix my thought
People should know how to choose

But nobody is perfect
Strangely I want my life to be perfect
I don't want to lose this complete moment

I decide to float between surface and bottom
I stroll on green grass and the muddy path
Cause both impart the deepest experiences

I masticate different taste and flavor
But I found the best from the billion
Only it is not one....but two from the best
Should I considerate as greedy?