Lets just see what comes of this;
the pushing, the fighting, the reaching for bliss.
Constantly wondering why we all conflict.
When the reality is, the choice is a myth.

Reach for and grab anything you want.
You can stay at home, or head to the front.
But going or staying it’s always the same;
Searching your way is always affront.

Gods the same, no matter we call him
Car, house, family, the self-righteous hymn.
Rarely we realize our grasping’s façade:
desire is satisfied under the skin!

But truth is: there is only one desire.
And only at which our yearnings retire.
No convolution about it, only our pride;
only our pride.

So wait for and trust life’s only supplier.
Sooner or later this heart will catch fire.