Confronting behaviour allowed to fester
Beneath the blind eye of ignorance
Is a battle fought by the greater and the lesser
To win the lion’s share of semblance,
Making the matter of misery a bullet bitten
And yet the remnants of pain ignored
Like love, the alcoholic is smitten
With a bottle unopened and still stored.
Problem festers. Problem matures
And once it’s opened it reveals those sores
That the mind kept captive and let loose
Like a career criminal with another excuse.
Ready to drink. Ready to think. Ready to make a mess.
Tarnishing the reputation of falsified progress.
What not to do (a lesson to all):
The original task and nothing more
Akin to wearing a mask and shutting the door
On a room of imperfection, sadness and rejection
To make the mind forget the steps it still regrets.
Temptations of deflection in any other direction
Than the one necessary to see the behavioural infection.
None are right. None are wrong.
Methods malformed as we go along,
With opinions and facts and fact formed opinions
And paranoid thoughts about mental dominions.
Ebbing and flowing with the tides,
Mortality hinders and divides,
Clinging to the help that nature provides.
Trusting this and trusting that
Like a poverty stricken aristocrat,
A contradiction unseen by the pauper
Until brought to light by the self-referential author.
What not to do (a lesson to all).