The human animal will ever live in a body,
That has its basic needs and sinful joys.
Its fight with soul, permanent and bloody,
Will never stop, being tortured by choice.
Whether excess or pious abstention,
Both ends deny a soul short-living peace,
To choose a path of work and dedication,
Avoid extremes with dangerous abyss.
Then wait for luck that promises some balance,
And peace of mind, and even a humble content,
And then create, avoiding wasteful malice,
Commit your gift in a dutiful attempt.
Then let it be, expecting no redemption,
You had it all in process of creation!
22.12.2016
The human animal will ever live in a body
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