Lifes Work

Letters To A Young Poet

UNSELFISH DESIRE

November 16, 1992 — Filed under: mypoems

Hear today The people flutter As the moth surrounded in total light hungry Ruthless are the ones who win Others can only hope for the best The skinny legged ones look good Their hope is that they do The ruthless rich will ask for their company All kinds are gathered Though from the outside They all blend together Doesn’t anybody know to be extreme Is to live Or is it To be extreme Is to show‑off The baker seems like bullshit The extremist is the hungry There are other things other than hunger But can the hungry Truly enjoy no more want There would be no drive No fire No ruthlessness to push them further It is not to want what others have But to want what what you do not There is a difference It is unselfish Yet yields equal results It is an unselfish desire for the best.