Why Oh Why Poem by shimon weinroth

what is it makes us want,
something not our own
that we could have had
at any moment,

becomes more precious,
once someone else
wants it too,
what drives us to covet

what is not our own
desire it more,
because another
would have it too

become possessed,
to possess possessions
not our own,
spending time energy and life

even call it natural
biological and strife,
good becomes empty
beautiful, ugly

truth, illogical and satanic
we fall upon
the daggers of greed
bleeding evil sins