Frances Jane Tatum Poet Blank verse

Mind Game

>A mind game
Played on someone over time can maim
Crippling their sense of truth
For unlike the follies of youth
Thought
Is something that is not taught?
Indeed, much learning is encouraged by rote repetition
Yet for the most part the human condition
Communicates by sharing thoughts
Learning the mutual value of each others ought’s
Many of which we take on undigested
Even if hotly contested
Rarely do we absorb and understand our actions 
How inadvertently we are caught up in chain reactions
Truth to be real needs a personal assent
It is not just a question of intent
Or belief being something to confess
Or profess
For a belief in God of whatever creed
Entails looking at and appreciating the reality of our need
For something beyond the machinations of the mind
A revelation of a wholly other kind
A profound recognition of something other
And our responsibility to one another
For life is not ours to deploy 
As if the world was a toy
Jane Tatum©>

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Chris Green May 1, 2017 at 9:37 AM Quite deep and thought provoking carrying much truth along the way. Really nicely done.

Anne-Marie Coreggia May 1, 2017 at 7:54 AM A very interesting and profound write. It seems that critical thinking is much talked about but rarely encouraged or pursued, and that people are brought up to 'enjoy' a certain uniformity of thought that nicely cushions them against certain dark realities. Amitiés