Poem dedicated to guessing people of no mind.
TRAPPED MINDS
C. K. November 2001
The moment the motion begins
Of the mind which is already before the brain
Is for a flight to freedom, for sure .
An innocent accepted premise
That feels bad though
Is already in the first place
The bars of the prison
Repeating again and again
With no success
Is already the mind in the trap.
And a mind in a trap
Is how already a gloomy world
Ignores your vanishing freedom
Senses without the person
As a looking that the image
Looks at you
Makes no difference if it is you or not
So many prisons plotted
In a collective net
Warm and heavy
The strong eagles eye open
Devours your freedom
And you still think
It is you
The key to unlock the prison
Unsuspected
Unaccepted as trivial
Just in front of you
But after so much hell
Impossible that it is this
In spite your arrogance
Slipping and the hell
The human is innocent
And when a moment comes with time
From no time
That stops the time
Forgetfulness
Obliviousness
And the life begins
