Two Minds Of My Own Poem by Florida Angel

While one is resting
The other awaken and up is ready
The Con and Sub, I call.

The Con wants work, ready and done
The Sub wants fun, high flights, full of accomplishments
The Con must follow the rules,
The Sub can't wait to bend them

All in one, both under control
Almost synchronized they seek the same
So I let it go, and let it be
Free Subconscious take me high
Dedicated Conscious make it happen
And there they go, with the sound of the clock
Life goes on, no time to stop

Please wait, Sub, Con...Just a Wish Please! ! !
Make of it kind and mean full, If not Plenty
On your path, flight or destiny...as free you go
Light some Souls, make a difference, LIFE...
Give it Birth!