The Mind

Have you every wondered,
if the mind is caged in?
Like thoughs at a dam.
The flood-gates of words
don't seem to spill over
and what seeps through,
men...
seem unable to comprehend.

It reached a point where there are
no words to say,
but ever so much to relay.

Can you vision,
a mind on leash,
like muderers in prison,
such danger,
would kill if unleashed.