Since I see the light within you dims...
The urgency to stop it,
Has me slowed.
I used to get excited,
By a potential you once showed.
But when that was allowed to dull...
I wondered alone in my private thoughts,
What it was encased in your skull?
Had a brain been there to vanish?
And to whose advantage,
Was it given permission to disappear.
And what is it now that occupies the space?
Something on a remote control...
And needing its batteries replaced?
Trained mice are not as distracted,
As you have shown to be!
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