Conflict Poem by Mary Champion

Torn between two powers; the heart and intellect.
Torn between the diff'rences that simply won't connect.
I can't resolve the conflict so I must leave the field.
Torn between two powers; a wound that won't be healed.

My heart can feel the siren song;
My head just turns away.
I cannot stop its questioning,
Nor keep the doubts at bay.
My heart cares naught for reason;
My mind is reason's slave.
My heart recalls the love I found;
My mind the ground I gave.

Torn between two visions that both hold strong appeals.
A mind that strives to understand; a heart that blindly feels.