My Greatest Enemy

My intellect 

Is my enemy No One,

Keeping me away 

From true joy,

Making me run 

After illusions innumerable,

Stimulating my base 

Brutish instincts now,

Igniting my greed and wrath then,

Leading me into the trap fame today,

Preparing me to mistake 

My meanness 

For my greatness tomorrow...

Directing me to dance 

This way and that,

Being my master puppeteer...

But when my own real Master 

Took its place out of mercy for me 

And my suffering,

I looked it in the face 

And it cringed and surrendered 

And fell flat at my feet,

And died like a fish

Gasping for breath 

Being out of its aquarium,

And then my most 

Merciful master destroyed its shelter,

I mean the aquarium,

Forever and ever.