PropellersA Poem by BenFruitful, healthful, mindful, Principled, orderly, fair Nonchalant awe Ornate frivolous pursuits perhaps Emotionally buried mentally forgotten One day to recount all all without conscoiuousness Knee-jerk when you're ready, come to terms with You felt pinpointed in some way Nervous constrained in your action Squeezed and tied up in your soul center in your permanent dwelling and abode But there was no evil-genius or mastermind, only conditioning, training wiring and synapses © 2014 Ben |
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