i write because i feel sympathy for someone <br />like me, and then <br />another reason comes which is hard to accept anyway <br />but just the same i must accept bluntly <br />that <br />i write because i also have this sympathy for myself <br />deprived of the most basic need <br />of another's person's <br />genuine affection, because you know very well <br />how selfish others can be <br />attending only to what pleases them <br />and not what pleases <br />others, it is human nature, we all know it, we accept it, <br />to get more and give less <br />to take the pleasures of lust in the guise of love <br />to leave and not stay <br />to eat and drink and make love and sleep <br />forgetting that in any moment <br />one too is <br />destined to die<br /><br />Sebastian Soberania<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/selfishness-and-the-human-nature/
