Is it to you the kings and masters bow?
Is it to you they so easily yield
All their values that they did shield
What gives you power; what gives you strength
Is it true that you are devil sent?
What makes you lure and what makes you tempt
What makes you so impossible to exempt
You silently creep and violently grip
My minds controls and make me slip
You make me cling and you make me crave
You reduce me to a helpless slave
You tantalize me with apparent phantasmagoria
You lead me to transient euphoria
Yet soon enough you leap out of your camouflage
Besieging the mind to orchestrate sabotage
My mind struggles but often looses, getting swayed by all your choices
Yet to tame you, I must be your friend
I must learn to watch you; watch you till the very end
Watch you as you distort everything
Watch you, the root all suffering
Watch you come; and watch you flow
Watching you by letting go; may be one day you will go
Oh mighty monstrous desire, I must tame you
For, taming you is true enlightenment, taming you is inner freedom
Taming you is happiness and taming you is sorrows end
Oh monstrous mighty desire, I must tame you !
nice one.
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