Enfeoffing of the Mind

This gratification of loneliness
Inflames my soul inside
Some may see it as a prisoners hell
Enfeoffing their souls with their own minds
Not wanting, yet allowing,
This madness to eat away at thee
Instead of rejoicing in knowing themselves
They fear to find truth and peace

They hide behind the cloaks of society
Living day by day
They cannot even think for themselves
So strangers point the path that leads their very way
Contradictions spew from their vile mouths
‘I know my soul is Free’, so they say…
Yet, they look upon all others
Approval is what they seek

The true and free are shunned from most
They do not have the wants and needs of the weak
They do not desire false approvals
From those strangers who lead-
The lost souls who pretend they are free
Down the darkened blind paths of disparity
Makes this loneliness that I hold, so precious..
For this is what makes me so free

Lisa Lynn ‘08