A Voice Unheard - Part II: Poetry

Principle of Reality - Blinding of the Heart

The situation is one that is unbelievably ludicrous, you see,

As things strengthen the principle of reality,

In your head and your heart; and slowly only logic prevails,

Down a new path of transition, you sail,

It is nothing short of frightening when one is in this place,

Where reality occupies most of a being's space,

Emotions slowly move from being unwanted,

To being resented and then out rightly rejected,

You feel a new coldness blanket your soul,

As you question emotion's very need and role,

It may feel like you are losing your humanity,

In an attempt to regain and create your sanity,

Because life is so unpredictable and people more so,

More often than not, things may hurt you more than you know,

It is a protective shield, this coldness,

Necessary it is to be thick skinned, I confess,

One has to be able to simultaneously care and not care,

Your soul and mind cannot be laid bare,

Showing your thoughts and feelings are like the revealing of a good hand,

Each show of emotion is better if planned,

Better for you and better for your safety,

You cannot live forever where you, yourself are your enemy,

T'is better not to betray yourself in any way,

For there are enough and more read to do that each day,

Calculation is thus the need of the hour for people of our kind,

The type of people who take things to heart and keep it forever in their minds,

We are the most vulnerable sort; the most pathetic if you really see,

The world we are most comfortable living is one of utopian naivety,

For us, we will perish as a result of our own minds and hearts,

So many in the world will contribute to this by willingly playing their parts,

Where will we run? Where can we turn if we are to survive and move forward?

The answer is simple - we may only turn inward!

Keep our pains and gains and happiness and sorrows deep within,

Whilst engaging with the world, taking everything good in,

So strange it for me to comprehend this lesson of surviving,

How unfortunate that we live in times of such uprisings,

Strange isn't it? Our minds must guide our hearts on how and what to feel,

The very idea creates a feeling of surreal,

To follow one's heart means to listen to one's mind,

Perhaps we will be safer by living this blind,

It is almost as though one has to numb their heart's senses,

Unfortunately, there is a need for all these defences,

I can't help but find it queer that my mind should, in my heart, play a part

Thus the principle of reality is that of the blinding of the heart.