- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Hunger
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Born Of Hunger
Died Of Complacency
Was a hunger lead to my birth and hunger has nourished my life and existence ever since.
To ache the pain of empty when taking in that which is new and filling that void with knowledge and understanding, is be nourished by the hunger.
The anticipation of new feelings brings the hunger and with it the nourishment of emotion and knowledge of one’s true self.
No man is an island it has been said, but each man is an island of one surrounded by a plentiful sea and only hunger will cause him to fish in it. Life can sustain itself in a state of starvation and refusal. Living is the act of sating the hunger and acceptance of truth. Hunger alone will bring about change as it refuses complacency.
