What Are We Craving?

What are we craving?

Why are we cold?

We are the prosperous

The children of gold

The hunger of living

Brings madness in time

I see a sad, poor man

Who smiles for a dime

His home is tomorrow

His hunger is life

He never competes

In the gold seeker strike

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What is this pleasure?

That lives in his eyes

What are we craving?

Hungry and cold

The coins fill our pockets

With wonders untold