Ego

Twisted wretch dangles in the wind

Vessel where a soul has been

Blowing words in a torrid storm

Thrashing thoughts that cause no harm

Rage on, little mind, rage on!

Clashing swords with Phadreus’ intent

Crashing sounds without relent

Stirs the rage of a sage

Who silently closes the cage

To capture, little mind, to enrapture!

With calming discontent

Vows to never relent

The rage dissipates

Feelings congregate

To silence, little mind, be still.

And for once in a while

Crack out a smile

To remind, little mind, be kind.

~

DBrown Fisher

© Nov 1994