Mind Games

Mind Games Poem Lionel Derbyshire Pack away the day Lay back lay back Park.. The mind games Is coming to play It is nightime What mystic awaits Either horrible goblin Or merry fairy Wait the exit wounds Here comes the game's To mock and bother And the mind Beguiles you as bait The stay awake Without sedation The play begins with Hallucinating images Of awful characters Weird and fierce Attacking your repose You are lost in bed Game's the mind play Happens at bedtime Stops and robs our Peace of mind With suds of turmoil In our dreams Our spirit, our morale Surrenders and Tumbles in with certainty On tricks the mind play Now we fear sleep 40 winks in quarrel I'm up In the middle of the night Why the hell Must we lose sleep Because of sappy guilt.