The Arsenal Within

You seek to tear bread off the ground,
But every bread you desire is situated within you.

We seek a bakery to turn our flour into bread,
But we forget the bakery that is our MINDS.
Where crude turn into refined products.

We seek a machete to clear the way,
Yet unaware of the arsenal that lay within.

You desire to surmount the mountain,
But cannot overcome the hurdle you created within.

You desire to enjoy a romantic evening in a rose garden,
But allow thorns and thistles overgrow the garden of your mind.

Within everyone are assets deposited,
Within everyone are liabilities manufactured.

The world around you won't change,
If the world within you remain the same.