Cause of Death: The Scorpion


I caught a strange creature.
I put it in the cage.
I fed it, I played with it.
But still it died in boredom.

I caught another one.
This time I tried harder.
I fed it, played better games.
Every day something new was near.

Are you a Scorpion?
Do you need it all
Fresh and shiny
Never satisfied
And never pleased what you have

Never pleased with your old toys?
What will you do with one more day
when there will be nothing new in sight?

Are you the Scorpion?
Do you need it all
Fresh and shiny
Never satisfied

As your greed grows
Nothing seems to be enough
Soon in your eyes even new is too old
And in boredom you wither till final heart beat

Are you a Scorpion?
Do you need it all
Fresh and shiny
Never satisfied
And never pleased what you have
And committed your suicide in vain
Truly in vain!