It’s human nature it seems
To never have enough
To be healthy, sufficient, and live in abundance
Have shelter, food and a shower
But there are those with more
Who, coincidently, want more
And as such we will never be happy
I, for one, am striving for contentment
Not to end ‘want’ but to be happy with ‘have’
I will fail, sadly
All but for these ephemeral steps of time
