the disease
afflicting so many
throughout history -
passed from age to age -
is the one
which has toppled empires,
and shattered lives,
the one
which has kept us searching -
living with a constant hunger,
an unslakable thirst -
forever wanting;
the one
for which
we've ignored the cure:
the insidious
disease of more
Tag: more
More
when your days run out
there is no prize
for more:
for having seen more,
done more,
accumulated more,
there is no final measuring stick -
no comparison tool -
with which to measure yourself
against others
perhaps, history will remember you...
for a moment,
you won't know it,
so now what will you do
with today,
will you fill it
with life