HUNGER


I feel deep inside A sentiment austere;
The hunger for more,
The want for something galore,
Which only awaits my recognition,
To pour abundantly with incredible precision
And bring me, among others, my dreamed mansion.

Results can't be neither hurried nor forced,
They have to , like a flowering bulb,from a natural growth , proceed.
My hunger, well fed under constant Divine guidance,
help me to choices that later make people dance.

Life, as a result, gotta be better, cause it can't get no worse!