Give it some Thought

What you long to feel
It's deep in your bones,
It repeats and repeats
It makes clones of a clone

It’s just one thought who stands all alone
And wants to hear nothing,
Cause nothing is something
That already it owns

Just more of the same
It will always maintain,
Until it's the only it
Which stands to remain

But all is not well and surely not good
It’s that lingering nag screaming
“Just look under the hood”

That for your thoughts to keep shape and hold their own weight,
They must be measured and tested without your constraint

The truth will be sought and the facts will be found,
But they care little for manners, and they often confound

Yet still it clings to this lonely thought
If only to hide and never receive
Anything that could enhance the chance to perceive,
That a fiction is fiction no matter how hard you believe

It firmly maintains
Till no doubter cares to remain,
That we exist in a world with nothing left to unveil
And we falsely believe with the mind to conceal
That the thing we fear most is not knowing the real

Why perform this same trick today,
Travel here and about, but continue to say
That life moves along like the script to your play

Never chancing to tear open the gifts you are sent
Fearing one will deliver the harpies cry of dissent,
Till you won’t trust your eyes without your egos' consent,

Take comfort in having all your ducks in a row,
But know that this myth though easily bought
Will never hold value like something you yourself have wrought,

Just know that even if your grift is not caught
It will rob you too, of what really you sought
An answer to questions of what’s here and what’s naught,
The answers freely given… It requires only your thought