The Mind

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***The Mind

 

A negative thought came to my mind.

He wore a charming smile

And I was sorely tempted

to invite him in awhile.

 

And as I hesitated,

He tapped softly on the door

And whispered through the keyhole

As he'd often done before.

 

He said, " I'll help you hold your grudge,

I'll help you sing the blues,

It seems like all your folks and friends

have turned their backs on you. "

 

He said, " You've been misunderstood,

Mistreated and maligned.

I'll help you cry your heart out

If you'll let me come inside. "

 

But I kept my windows fastened

And my doors securely closed,

For I knew I'd be the loser

If I let him take control.

 

For negative thoughts can multiply

And crowd the positives out

And make the mind a cesspool

Of anxiety and doubt.

 

And so I told the negative thought

I could not let him in.

He went his way, but I am sure

That he'll return again.

 

But no more will I greet him

With a welcome or a smile

And never will I entertain him

Even for awhile.

 

I'll fill my mind with positive thoughts

And on the door install

a sign which reads, " DO NOT DISTURB "

when negative comes to call.

 

For tho' he knocks a thousand times

And yet, a thousand more

He cannot dominate my mind

if I don't open the door. *