Poem: “Mirage”

We do so much to impart a wisdom
To that which has no wisdom,
— just a craving need.

We hide this need
Behind fine words, deep thoughts,
Fool ourselves with a twisting
Of desires, of logic,
And in the end,
The craving is not satisfied,
And we are still hungry,
But go on to another dish.

There is little we can do
To change the course of life
Except to fast,
And in this shortness of bread,
Realize,
Our hunger is only a mirage.

Jane Kohut-Bartels
February 16, 2009

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