So many minds as if in slavery
Being told what how to as if feel
About ever so very many things
Convinced what is of late for real
Very few allowing themselves at all
To be original brains of their own
To decide what they feel within
Being as told minds without a home
Their parents having done the same
With children that could be grand
Would be as well if allowed to be
Like waves soaking unto the sand
Many a brilliant child never was
Because of powers that in life be
Total brilliance brain washed ever so
Have lived lives never to be set free
Lives resembling almost oldest coals
With what could have been life's fire
Day to day smoldering as if just damp
With anwers for earth humans desire
Many passed born died that very way
Never knowing they could have been
Over and above a man written book
A oneness wholesomness to extreme
With answers messages reasons being
They were all born feelings within
Along comes would be's if could be's
And blackmailed all with mans word sin
And as it happens these brainwashed
For all time that's ever been on earth
Just happens often to be women mothers
Compared to man with his little worth
So many brilliant minds there has been
To the point of mans ife all is all for he
Karma has all of their names in volumes
In time ever divine how wrong can he be