The Mind: Thy Mine; Thy Mire

I know not one
Who is not and cannot be 
The best of the world
And be in the world of the best

I know not one who is and cannot be
The joy of the world
And have the world of joy

And, I know not one
Who is not and cannot be 
The worst of the world 
And be the in the world of the worst

I know not one 
Who is not and cannot be the miserable of the world
And be in the world of misery

I know not one
Who is not and cannot be 
The poor of the world
And be in the world of the poor

I know not one 
Who thinks it and is not it
And who doesn’t and isn’t it
As you think, so you’re
I think, and so I am
I don’t, I am not

In thy mind, oh! My people!!
Lies your destiny, your mine of gold 
And mire of wastes
There lay; your power your poverty
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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