Sanity’s Tug-of-war


How insufferable…

The world’s audience,
That species of intellect
Repeatedly duped by the heart,
Where the mediocrity of life’s closing curtain
Renders reason and logic
A shadowy demise...unfulfilled in the wings.

How wearing…

Our species’ stage of many opening acts,
Where once major hits of mindful reward and achievement
Increasingly experience shorter runs,
Where losses are exorbitant,
Patrons of thought and debate
Made to feast on spoon-fed nourishment,
While their conditioned clapping habit
Continues to support false hopes of escape.

How tragic…

This lack of understanding be,
Ignoring the unavoidable global course of collision,
Choosing to wallow in instant gratification and irresponsibility,
Denying the mind’s inclusion as partner
To the heart’s emotional proclivity?

How self-destructive…

To be but an audience of escapees,
A populace of care-nots,
Of solipsistic narcissists
Ready to perpetuate a fast beating heart’s demand
For delusional rewards at any cost.

If emotions overwhelm and silence our instinct to think,
Might it be too late to maintain sanity?