should I?

 Should I, as a human, seek the lust I crave?  

When I behold the greed that fills mankind,  

I see myself reflected in their wave,  

A mirror of the selfish heart and mind.  

Their hunger, waste, and endless grasping hands  

Reveal a shadow lurking deep in me.  

I loathe myself as I loathe all the lands  

Where human desire blooms relentlessly.  

Yet still I wonder if some spark remains,  

A fleeting chance to rise above this sea.  

Or am I doomed to drown in mirrored pains,  

A soul entrapped, unworthy to be free?