Knifing the Minds and Pangs of Body

Had enough of fear of shock and awe, so let me say something now Lest I get stifled of shut in, let there be some opening somehow The fish of mind keeps growing in the ocean of thoughts moment to moment By closing thought process how can you let it survive even for a moment? It maybe good to wine and dine and have a good sleep But anyone who’s devoid of concern is just like a sheep You sold your freedom of body and mind just to feed yourself You knifed your mind enough; let body suffer some pang itself