Need is nothing more than strong
desire.
In fact, there is not one thing that we need,
Not even life itself. For nothingness,
Eventually our fortune, is no less
Than being at the center of our seed.
Yet we rage for what we would require.
For all there is an unsought
tenderness
In homage to the fierceness of that fire,
Vivid in the grimness of its greed
Even as we know what will transpire.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
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