Need
That
atrocious word allied with greed
No value
or love but a naked self-centered creed
Anger
rises, for need’s the slave
Turning
over without reward, to be a lathe
Down into
the valueless vipers pit it brings worthiness
Casts all
into the abyss of soulless nothingness
Collapses
even hope into nihilistic wretchedness
Death of
emotion finally destroys humanness
To rise
from that granite floor, smoothed by fallen faces
That is
the strength of the flame need wants to smother
Ironic
discovery from there, of truth’s ability to uncover
Mind is
always there regardless of despair, to recover
Lunge for
the choice Mankind always has
Easy when
the mind is free from emotions now ashes
Few rise,
but then realize the loneliness of needless
But worse is the charity of sacrifices
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