Edna St. Vincent Millay
Whether or not we find what we are seeking
Is idle, biologically speaking.
—Edna St. Vincent Millay, I Shall Forget You Presently, My Dear
Human beings want power, love and pelf
Existence has a conflict at the core
Cuz life only hungers for itself
Sacks of need that always need to tell:
A song, a cry, a whisper and a roar
Human beings want power, love and pelf
With gluttony for ethereal wealth
We parcel and distribute shore to shore
But life only hungers for itself
Consume, consume, consume and shit and swell
An appetite that always asks for more
Human beings want power, love and pelf
We choose up sides, make teams, and then expel
Imaginary lines that lead to war
But life only hungers for itself
We take and trade and name and buy and sell
Our vanity forever keeping score
Human beings want power, love and pelf
But life only hungers for itself
by Richard W. Bray
Tags: Edna St. Vincent Millay, I Shall Forget You Presently, My Dear, Poetry, Villanelle
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