A Mind No Longer Weak

It seems today, one fear
Has itself managed to appear
At once instilled and, steered
As to the human heart to endear

And yet manages to itself, disguise
As the most benevolent of causes
That of tolerant entertainment, and thus entice
Our most noble hearts and its fire douses

For how else could you explain
Those great works of art produced
Or those songs whose lyrics, induced
Or how the poets quill the soul entertains?

Only one cause only one reason
One explanation, human ingenuity
That source of love, wonder, and treason
That ever-glowing center of human viability

And yet as for its greatness it is non-the-less
Easily bartered, traded and even abandoned
For entertainment, quick mindless thoughtless
And thus inevitably ingenuity asphyxiated

And more and more we see, in society
Individuals who would rather not alone sit
In a silent room with their thoughts as company
Nor solace find in the quietude of an empty room

For more and more we rely on the expansive array
Of media-provided onomatopoeia
To fill the emptiness of souls led astray
By the false delusions of happiness to spare

But no amounts of booms! Bangs! And sparks
Buildings crashing down and planes being smashed
Could ever fill and nourish the soul
As a good book, poem or work of art

Dear reader I beg you, save yourself
No, I dare you, the TV do turn off for a week
And for once let your mind breathe the air of sanity
And discover the ingenuity of a mind no longer weak