An eye for an eye leaves the whole world blind
Emotion leads logic and ration behind
A target is sighted, distant and far
A memory awaken, a cry, a scar
The moment is lost, and another takes hold
A cry from the past, unhealed, unfolds
The target awakens a pain from the past
Solitude lost, emotions run fast
And into the moment, the old self jumps
Ready to battle, and dish out the lumps
The target, a trigger, a wrong to be fixed
Is all that matters, in a moment so pissed
It’s how the self works, an emotion sparks thought,
Logic will follow, an emotion hard fought
The enemy is circled, a tactic devised
A weakness, a toe hold, an attack, no surprise
No trust is sacred, when the scar never forms
An open emotional wound, breaking all norms
Win at all cost, the high ground sought
Morality mutates, as the battle is fought
The anchors of conviction, experience a test
The chains are taut, what follows, your best
The depth of the cut, at the moorings limits
The insults and sparing reflect moral sumits
Seek and destroy, the targets are sighted
A battle to fight, a victory of lies
The targets may change, but the battlefield remains
Repeating the process, the same emotional chains
The battles we fight in the world are reflections
Of torment, pain, our own interjections
Emotion leads logic, regardless the author
The schooling,the training, education the father
Every ambition, desire and goal
Is seeded and planted, and nurtured… the foal
Purpose and meaning are heaped on it’s back
The burden of life is carted and racked
The storehouse of effort, shelves full or left clean
Drive our ambitions, for what the emotions mean
Under the armour, the onion, it’s layers
Folds of the past, defense from betrayers
The filters of folds, our sight is deflected
The emotions of logic, our true self reflected