Dispute

t the commence of time I analyze,
that the body and mind are one, to maximize,
without greed and lust this poem would not be mine;
with this passion which fills my every line.

As I work with my mind on this sinister quest,
to perform better than all of the rest.
Yet time passes by ever so slowly,
and making my soul quite so look poorly.

Giving me the result which was obvious,
that my mind and I have been cautious,
not to fall for the tricks placed by my soul,
since eventually I will be coal...

by Javier Falcon

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