Fire Starter
I’m trying to train my mind, in ways to grow,
the things it thinks about, to my heart doth show.
Those things that are presented to the heart,
emotions come to be, to take their part.
What I think about, feeds my heart you see,
so I must train my brain, the way I want to be.
To be able to control, mind over matter,
no more actions, that go splatter.
Train the brain, with the things you desire,
under yourself, you’ve just started a fire.
What a way to burn, on your own fuel, you see,
train the brain, in the way, you want to be.
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