The Masters of Our Soul

The Masters of our Soul The environment is dark and troubling There's a nagging subconscious presence in a fragile mind It appears there's no help, no solution We’re all alone, trying our best to survive After years and years of irrational fear We become tethered to a certain way of life We’re at the mercy of emotional ignorance and misinformation A behavioral pattern becomes established, causing an internal strife As we move beyond the years of pain and shame Anger and fear still resides Learning how to observe and manage Is our only hope to tame the beast inside We’re wounded, but not defeated Broken but not denied The fearful hairless monkey Can rise above to know the joy in living a fulfilled life The past may have harmed the little child But the lessons learned can be your best friend Sometimes we become overly confident about the battle Completely unaware the enemy is within It matters not the past Right now determines what the future holds We have no control over our fate However; we are the masters of our soul