It seems the same old story,†††

passed down on through the ages;

We remain slaves to our desires,††

despite the warnings of the sages.

Desire is the seed of pain,†††

attachment, covet, want;

Suffering will certainly follow,††††

Desire's karmic plot.


Want not, and one need not pay,††††

but want, and the cost is high;

Desire keeps us deep in debt,†††

as life passes by.


But to be human is to want,††††

all human's have desire;

Everyone is selfish,††††

on this earthy mire.


Even happiness, the final good,†††

seems a fantasy we can't attain;

We are bound to suffer as we are human,††††

to be alive, means living pain.


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