Convictions Poem by Nick F. Hawkins

Convictions are more dangerous
Than the lies that we hide behind,
It's like the blind trying to lead
The blind by following the
Directions to intricate road signs,
If our world was a mirror;
Would our world die?
Because ourworld is a reflection
Of the Way we feel inside,
Convictions are the caterpillar
That's afraid of evolving into
A butterfly because it's
Scared to fly,
We are not our convictions,
We are just victims of the illusion