Futile desire: A poem 

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We fear fire 

But the flame of desire 

can burn us as well 

Then why fear hell? 

A little candle 

is enough light to handle 

Greed is the face 

of humanity’s disgrace 

The fortress of relief 

is in keeping the belief 

that a bird can better fly 

when needs are the sky 

The thirst for water 

when the heat within is hotter 

Remember, the cold gets colder 

as we grow older 

Published by montecyril

Hi, I am Monte Cyril Rodrigues and live in Melbourne, Australia. I am a retired journalist. I have been diagnosed with schizophrenia. I've had voices and visions all my life. I think it is a spiritual experience, my doctors think otherwise. I am a deeply spiritual person and keep having experiences with otherworldly realms.

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