Desire will tickle the eyes with a prize
that could end all the misery with some demise;
yet there’s a friend that will give mind a bend
until all that is seen is a hazy new sheen.
Blinding the wisdom that leads one to heart
is what focus can’t see so there is not a spark
that will light up the way to what wish had to say
which was all that desire had wanted today.
Without the help from a soul that is pure,
this “friend” is a burden that I can’t endure.
So I smell change and feel brain rearrange
to point me to a path that will not have the wrath.
Forgetting the troubles that married this time
is a sure way to have them repeat on a line.
Learning will burn until turning to earn,
so I made a pact with ambition intact.