Oh, you coveting thing, you seeking, thinking what you can take as you walked, talked and prey. As you go up and down.
Therein, you did find it there. In that place you looked all around and with your hand did you place on it and in it did you take.
As you go up and down your mocking, stocking and jest, yet it did not know best yet nor did it seek to know.
You used it and when finshed, tarnished and threw it to waste with the rest seeking what yee may devour next.
I am your desire!
©rodsolo
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