You say you live
for passion
You say you crave
intensity
But what does that
really mean I ask
That you were born
to be
You see a world
of pleasure
Indulgent sensuality
You see the creature
comforts
Of this extreme
society
You’ve felt
the passion of the flesh
You’ve felt
it’s raw intensity
And when one looks
at what life’s offered you
They see a world
of fantasy
The cravings of
your body
At times seem far
too much to hold
But they have no
significance
When matched against
the cravings of your soul
You see a world
of suffering
A world of darkness
and despair
Endless greed and
gross corruption
A world that always
seems unfair
You’ve felt
the pain and sorrow
Of those who see
no hope at all
You’ve felt
a sense of helplessness
As if your power
is too small
But there are those
who stem the tide
Who cause what
others cannot see
There are those
of purpose pure
Those who embrace
their destiny
Their passion is
to serve
They serve with
true intensity
Intensity of spirit
Passion grants
reason to be
They care not what
they may have
Their vision calls
for them to be
They care not what
others do or think
They care for all
humanity
Imagine if your
passion
Was offered to
the weak and small
Imagine if your
life’s ambitions
Were for the benefit
of all
Imagine if your
intense cravings
Not merely left
your partners weak
Imagine if you
stood for miracles
No matter if life
seemed so bleak
Imagine if you
were the champion
Of what was never
there to see
Using the power
of the universe
To create what
there could be
Why let your fears
and doubts dissuade you
From your expansive
destiny
You were born to
move the world
With passion and intensity
