2024 Poetry, Verses and Rhymes

Penitentiary

How our mind can become our hell

How to get out without becoming a demon 

Or in this case a spawn of the devil

The answers lie with you

Once you analyze and make the most out of your knowledge

Apply what you learn and know more than most

You'll at least be able to say you've reached the golden coast

Without the pain of hurting the holy ghost

But all kidding aside 

We know the war we fight has always been on the inside

Of our own mind and we must break free

If we wish to assume our eyes unshackled

And we have the ability

The greater sense of being able to see

Instead of simply being able to look

While getting into the details of many ancient books

The inscriptions make their way to your brain

How deeply you absorb the information

Nothing that should expel the strain

Of how well we get in touch with pain

Why do we even comprehend such?

What affinity we have when learning much?

Not that much to discuss, too many things to comprehend

Not just hand held but also beyond the sense of our own touch

Far from that and far from the many foreign pursuits

Our noses capture more than just scent

Identification of such scent carried us far from these very moments

Followed by how and where this could originate from

No, but of course Jean Baptiste ended in martyrdom

Never seen that movie yet?

Then it's time to play that odd cassette

The tape that contains eerie songs that make you think

That life doesn't always stink

Many variables compare to how much we sink

Into the topics of what we get interested in

The meaning of many things therefore and herein

Hither and tither, have you heard these before?

Maybe it's time to brush up on your vocabulary

Reach out and visit your local library

Maybe you can understand what gets you disturbed to your very core

And many things that lay themselves for you to learn

About the swell things that swell up and down

Like a living organ but just moves the way it does

For how we can comprehend complex pulls and throws

Not the simple and obtainable comings and goings

No, how things come and go

And where do they head off to?

Are they coming back or they gone for good?

For good or bad, the real battle that revolves around food

The determining factor of how and why we get into such a mood

For you, it may be different and variables fill your perspective

Not how your friend has their own views

But how we see each and every other concern

How the difficulty makes itself redundant makes us burn

But we learn and live just like all your ps and qs

How to overcome the ego

And why the need to do so

Rise above it all and you'll get out of poo

You know, the shitter in the glitter

Your mind, the weapon that should never shatter