Not a Single Soul

 

Never one is happy:

Getting the early worm in the morning,

Catching the first flight in the travel,

Finding the care that’s never there.

Never a flesh is happy:

Give him a cookie and would ask for a coffee,

Buying cheap and would seek quality,

Exploiting the free and would complain the suffer.

Never a soul is happy,

Always wanting more,

All the time craving for something,

Something which can appease missing hints in the riddle,

Something which can fill the holes,

Something which can stuff the mouth when the stomach boils hunger.

Never I am content,

Neither you are.

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Author: Danica Aquino

Tied the knot with performing arts since fourth grade; is an amateur writer (currently on her quest to writing her first novel); book and animal lover; always entranced by nature.

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