A game A joust Shouting voices Piercing my ears Ringing Incalescent rage Nimbus darkness Consuming the soul What is the point? What is it's significance? All for what? Hubris? Pride is the impetus we are too ashamed to admit Admit that it is the cause of Quarrel
What do you do When your heart yearns for one thing And your brain wants another? You listen a little bit to both. But what do you do When it is your heart that is in dispute A half wants one thing And the other wants another Is it better to do then neither Or is it better to mute them both And listen to the conscience?
What do you do When your conscience goes to war With your heart and your mind? You listen to the majority. But what do you do When you know the minority to be true Because in fact, the heart is forever In love with the conscience. It is the mind, the mind it is That tricks the heart Into believing that It is in quarrel with the conscience.
So what do you do, really? You be a good human And listen to the conscience.
I am not worried if someday we fight, Because she loves these cute arguments, As these always increase our closeness, We obviously start with contradictions, But we then end up making happy loving peace.