The Mind Of Man
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Kenneth Maswabi
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The mind of man
An illusion
Always touching the sky
But not impressed
By the gliding birds
Always pointing fingers
But not moved
By the flickering flames of hell
Always looking forward
But blinded
By the lack of faith
The mind of man
A bottomless mystery
Hanging on a thread
Logic is defeated
To produce the logical mind
Which is sometimes illogical
Especially in the hands of fear
The mind of man
An enigma
Oozing out of nothing
Consciousness
The root of all mysteries
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