Too Much Logic Devours The Heart Poem by Patti Masterman

Too much logic devours the heart
If the mind is too fixed; unyielding
In it's deeply bedded belief system
Superimposing it's own over calculated sense of righteousness
Upon the heart's specialized reservoir;
It drags then the blindfolded man around, a stumbling carcass;
Insensible as a corpse, being pulled behind a train
And once in a while you will find
A piece of the flesh, that was snagged
As the train flashed by again, on it's ever more purposeful journeys,
And a dropp of dried blood remaining
Causes you to remember suddenly
That it belonged to a once living man,
But one tragically taken prisoner
By the too tightly wrapped coils,
Of his own over-wound mind springs.
You will feel then a moment of sadness
For that man, purloined beyond all hope;
Beyond recovery: even though he started out
As just another man like you.
Now the train has ground down all his humanity
Into a few fleeting sparks on a rail
Beneath it's hurtling tons of bulk
And, in it's mechanical iron supremacy
Can never slow down for anything or anyone again.