Wanting isn't having, 
And getting isn't free; 
Belonging's circumstantial, 
Like knowing where to be -- 

The things we think that we deserve 
Aren't owed to us, yet hence 
We think we can create a dish 
Wihout ingredients. 

The's not the way the world works, child: 
Not every nip's a tuck -- 
For much of what we think we earn 
Is little more than luck, 

Or blessedness, or happenstance. 
In actuality, 
We struggle disproportionate 
To our

Morality