My Envy

I need it, I want it, I lust for it with burning desire and wanton haste I must touch and know and taste these things for I wish, these things that I want these emotions, my soul does it haunt its’ children are greed and selfish and hate I’ll not be a slave to this awful trait my envy consumes like explosive fire this need, this want, this terrible desire alas, I’ll refute it and push it aside this emotion, both foe and friend to my pride