What Are We Craving?

What are we craving?
Why are we cold?
We are the prosperous
The children of gold

The hunger of living
Brings madness in time
I see a sad, poor man
Who smiles for a dime

His home is tomorrow
His hunger is life
He never competes
In the gold seeker strike

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What is this pleasure?
That lives in his eyes

What are we craving?
Hungry and cold
The coins fill our pockets
With wonders untold