My mind is like a battlefield…
First theirs the good Samaritans who choose to do good
Then there’s the careless looners who do what pleases themselves
Last but not least theirs a leader or captain who chooses what each members of the mind should do
Sometimes the captain goes the easy way and lets the careless looners to take control of the mind it feels fun but the fun doesn’t last and consequences are left to defeat sometimes the battle can be won but sometimes there’s nothing you can do but drown your sorrows in food and so on…
When the captain is in a good mood he lets the good Samaritans take control of the mind………
It may be difficult to manage but when you have your amour of love, forgiveness and an open heart of shield there is no need for you to worry.
So before you do something you regret think because you do not know what lies ahead…………..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem