Bunting Shame

The Numbers Crunch,

the plan to punch,

the ink-filled quill,

the needles fill,

will write the same,

the game today.

To be unlike and much the same,

still in fight,

by-proxy,

 Plight.

Inside yourself you hold a wealth

should you chose you'll know you're Will.

To silence thought,

to think is wrought,

the benefit will make you well.

The exercise of the Mind,

reveals to You,

a personal view.

To consider other Means,

will enhance,

produce what's Seen.

The ability to share is rare,

the technique to listen...

stare!!

Judgement casts to tell of last,

to Ignite,

 incites a fight,

not with yourself,

but for what's right,

your Life.

The time it takes to excite,

is the blast or shout of trite,

so instead of this might,

slow yourself,

example nice.

Halt the Core of your Being,

know the answer belongs to dancer,

the simple Waltz of the Mind,

increases awareness,

it's you who's fine.