CRAVINGS

I grabbed ahold of the sunshine

But I couldn't feel the heat.

I shouted out to life

But I got whipped instead.

 I beat the drums of love

But it soon became hate.

I broke all of my pity-pots

But they regrouped once more.

I patted myself on the back

But I fell down.

I winked at the Moon

But it turned to blood.

I massaged the spirit

But it got up and left me.

I bartered with time

But no deal was made.

I shook the Earth with prayer

But I received ziltch.

So I craved my God above

And I began to live.