The Vain Brain's Pain

Pain … constant as time and sharp as the biting wind on the coldest peaks From whence it came Ego Pressure Expectations Loss For why it haunts will we know? When we confront the pain and start the process of healing, does it matter where or why? Vain … hidden as a fault line Destructive when unleashed preying on the weak For why it comes Stature Ego Pedigree Place When it shows everyone will know. Yet can vanity creep up on you and take you by surprise? Can you suddenly see your ego and cry? Brain … greatest waste of all Greatest source of information and depot of destruction We try to stunt it Cigarettes Booze Propaganda Drugs And then we ask why won’t it work? We’re told only 10% of our brain functions as it is and yet we ingest poisons as if it’s invincible. And we pollute and waste the water as if it will never run out … And cut down trees faster than they grow … And build vehicles quicker than the planet can adjust … And flick cigarette butts out the car window … And toss out beer bottles … Throw in an oil slick or two to the oceans … And not enough of us recycle … And we waste electricity … And don’t even get me started about the wonderful decisions Man makes about starting Wars … Do you understand us? Or are you as confused as I?