Man has
always sought,
extravagant
things.
Hoping for
fulfillment,
in the moments
they bring.
Some live
to obtain,
only
material's, and wealth.
These are
not concerned,
with their
spiritual health.
The wants
of man,
have
always exceeded his needs.
The same
is true,
for his
words and his deeds.
Man is
still full,
of
the lust of the eye.
But
all our earthly toys stay here,
on the day
that we die.
Have you
laid up treasures,
where the
thief doesn't roam?
Or are
they simply the things,
that
clutter your home?
Do we
build gods in the wilderness,
made of
our own gold?
While we
worship our works,
and
forsake our soul?
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