Fragmenting Poem by Mikienna Joi

Have you lost the moon while counting the stars?
Has the beauty of completion slipped through your fingers?
Have distractions and manipulations robbed you of what's true?
Has fear hindered your move?

Does regret shadow your thoughts?
Do you throw away opportunity on what's bought?
Does decision maim your magnificence?
Do your choices reduce another to insignificance?

Can you perceive the difference?

Has interest of 'self' given you only what's left?
Have you achieved feeling bereft?
Has 'Intent' actually become 'hate spent'?
Have your rationalizations even received a dent?

Do you self-masticate while trying to preservate?
Does your identity become lost in times and dates?
Do you allow 'ego' to deprive you of 'wholeness'?
Does allegory continue to bring you brokenness?

Have you become merely a fragmentation of scientific and humanistic disciplines?