Avarice

Oh! The predicament of life

The more I get, the more I need to suffice.

Unquenchable is my thirst for more,

Love and compassion doesn't bother anymore.

Every passing moment, I am giving in to avarice

Caring little about my impending plight.

With my wants insatiable,

Will I ever become able?

Awaking to the reality, I find

That happiness is a state of mind.

It is the path of doom that I follow,

Leading me to the future that is hollow.

It's futile, I should understand,

For one day I will have to depart with an empty hand.