Obsession
Beyond our consciousness
This vice really occurs
Along our charted course
It hinders our saneness
Filling our space in mind
Turning our eyes to blind
It seems impossible
But we keep believing
Hoping, praying, waiting
That we may be able
To transform what we see
Into reality
It makes us always ill
That no cure is present
But our dream's attainment
We shall suffer until
Our desire or our greed
Is satisfied or fed
We know it seems evil
And we keep doing it
But if all the mores hit
Our brain's single cell
We'll find nothing is wrong
With it, so just be strong
Copyright © Sherwin Balbuena | Year Posted 2011
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