My mind, once sharp and clear,
Is now clouded with doubt and fear.
It used to be a powerful tool,
But now it feels like an old, worn-out mule.
It's been undermined by stress and strain,
And I can't seem to make it right again.
I used to be able to think so fast,
But now my thoughts seem stuck in the past.
I feel like I'm drowning in a sea of confusion,
Lost in a world of mental delusion.
But I know deep down I can find my way,
And regain control of my mind one day.
Until then I'll keep on pushing through,
And hopefully, one day soon, I'll get my cue.
For now, I'll keep my head held high,
And work hard to find the wisdom I need to get by.
I truly love this poem. But I don't get the satire part, these are really powerful words
Hope it/ he/ whoever recovers well and soon. Great satire on every mind working towards distraction/ diversion/ division.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
All politicians do the same after loosing their elections and they go deep down to dig their own grave. Nice Satire using self to bring the facts of those unfaithful leaders.