A Mind Poem by Christian Harrison

A mind is a fancy thing
That blindly believes it is right,
That suffocates your instincts,
And shuns your heart's delights.

A mind is a fancy thing
Brilliant, calculating, cold;
It will watch a beautiful creature dance,
And find mistakes to scold.

A mind is a fancy thing
That cannot stand to dream
Who shatters all ambition
With a deafening mouthless scream.

And if I dared to love
A face I've only seen,
Ha! my mind would laugh,
Because a mind is a fancy thing.