Sort of a repudiation of Maslow's hierarchy I guess.
I wished for an end to my hunger
a round belly and full kitchen store
but cupboards again became empty
and famine returned ever more.
I wished for a well with no bottom
fresh water to drink for all time
but soon became jealous of neighbors
tapping their casks full of wine.
I wished for protection from danger
safety for me and my wealth
but soon felt imprisoned by safeguards
and again longed to fight for myself.
I wished for a beautiful bridesmaid
who's allure my desire would persist.
She left me in search of another
such perfection did never exist.
I wished for communion with fellows
on brotherhood I sought to rely
but strife soon arose with companions
who each was as selfish as I.
I wished for esteem in my township
to be respected on city-hall stair
but often came by elder statesmen
to portion the tribute by share.
I wished for the gift of rare wisdom;
to know, understand, and explore.
But each of my questions when answered,
revealed how to ask many more.
I wish only to recognize beauty
to find truth wherever it's shone
but purity's light shines so clearly
revealing the tinge of my own.
I wish my last wish for acceptance;
to embrace whatever life my birth gave
this last path so easy to follow
leads only footsteps to the grave.
I ask for an end to this wishing
no satisfaction this long life portends
hear me ancestral children
and perhaps before death understand.