Gavin

The want of nothing

Lost souls exist

In selves little spheres

Controlled by want

With no higher fears.

They're freedom impaired 

By their own doing.

Rich as a king 

Souls destitute ruin.

 

 

 

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    Gavin,

    the controlled by want is a clever line. Programmed minds forced into ruin by the 'controllers.'

    This is a much deeper write than it first appears on the surface.

    Intelligent piece that MPS cries out for.

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    • Gavin

      Thank you, that\\\'s greatly appreciated.

      The want it its obvious meaning of desire but as you pointed out to mean Wanton - malicious and unjustifiable.

      What do you mean with the abbr. MPS?

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        MPS- my poetic side!

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