I was inspired by some older verses I found yesterday written in Iambic Pentameter to write a new one 🙂
No matter how much silk the silkworm spins
There's one more strand it's eager to create
And even when the brilliant athlete wins
Another mountain calls him to be great
The author barely finishes a book
Before the next one taps upon her door
The finished canvas gets one happy look
The painter now has new ones to explore
We strive for ends we often do achieve
We have adventures, crossing new frontiers
And even with the pleasure we receive
With each success another goal appears
Is it not the way the system works?
With each design there's always more to build
Satisfaction's momentary perks
Give way to new desires unfulfilled
Maybe we should revel in the fun
After all, we'll never get it done!