Nothing More Nothing Less

Nothing More Nothing Less

Thought
A prodigy of prodigal mind

Of itself it cannot find
Expanding pressure bulging out

Blindly searching full of doubt

Raging struggle toward the top

To loose this race it fears cannot
Sees itself as the one too be 

Of what it says must follow thee

Fate be changed to evil slayer
And cast into a mortared layer

And crushed beneath all proceeding

Fearsome thoughts superseding
Food from thought turned into prey
For reckless mind to feed away

But if the choice is not to struggle
Soul will free from mental muzzle
The troubled mind begins to humble
And boiling blood has dried to crumble

Soul connects back to its' star
 And in the midst of darkest night

Far above is seen a thread a light

Nothing more and nothing less

Thought will never second guess

Always will it be this way

Believe in "you" not what they say

Written By: 

Michael K. Englmann

March 27, 2020

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