Master The Mind

Cruel can be the intellect

Without a righteous mind to guide

Wild can be a man

Without a conscience tempered

And nurtured in right conduct

A folly is anyone to even think

Knowledge is power and minds its master

As the mind can be driven to act

By the most primitive of desires

Becoming a slave of cravings and impulses

Outrageous as thunderstorms

That stir up the gloomy skies

Setting in chaos, unleashing hell on earth