Torn

Torn

Tell me, who’s the master, the heart or the mind?
It’s easier if you’re the outsider looking on
But harder if you’re the concerned person

Reason above all, transcends principles
It shines off objectivity and is good for all
Even at closer scrutiny, it flies intelligently

Emotions have colors beyond normal comprehension
Outsiders are blinded because it defies reason
Yet the heart digs deeper meaning and appreciation

You always longed for good company
A friend, a mentor and conducive environ
To advance a career and pursue the passion

An opportune presents without much announcing
Laying out a career and handsome pays
With a perceived professional upbringing

You got them endeared to your naïve ways
Being good natured in your unpretentious display
They want you badly courting surreptitiously

Then, you tried to thank a good ole boss
Whose trust and friendship was quite generous
And said goodbye for fruitful years behind

After much talk and closed consultations
You’re not let go and convinced to stay on
Your value and self worth has so much affirmation

It pains to choose between two good ways
Especially when you’re torn unexpectedly
No rhyme or reason can ease the journey

Dennis P Maitim
June 25, 2008