The Beast Of The Mind Poem by John Dillenger II

What has humanity come to?

Some unknown crossroads of lies and truth.

What has humanity left to do,

when the fight begins ‘tween nail and tooth.

We look back on life, searching for meaning,

but find naught be strange events.

Memories of hometowns weaning,

we can only imagine what’s happened since.

So how is one to know where you are,

what place in the greater world you have found?

Are you bright and true? A new found star?

Or are you low as the slave, torn hands bound?

What determines what we are,

if humanities opinion is but a ruse?

Is that decision then ours

the questions arise in fits of twos.

One thing is certain

now that we’re here.

There will always be curtains,

there will always be tears,

but we determine what they mean

to ourselves at least.

So dream the dream,

tame the beast.