Do we..?
Do we ever really know who is,
good,
bad,
dangerous?
We can never truly know anyone
for no one really knows themselves.
As humans, we have the capability
to react to extreme situations,
sometimes erratic, or so unpredictable
that we surprise even ourselves.
The length's we can push ourselves to.
Repressed memories, distorted
or even manipulated one's
can hide in our cerebel cortex
as if to walk right through the
belly of the beast.
but,
as concrete can once again
turn to sand
with the perfect recipe of
self-indulgence,
it can be truly, amazing, what we
can achieve when we put our
minds to it.
by
A.A.17
Nice reflection about who we are, what we think and do and what becomes possible if we really get focused. Do we know ourselves? A superb question.
I think the important thing is to try to do our best. If we are doing that, anger and pain is usually moderated by our sincere desire to not do harm.
We are alien to ourselves. None can predict how we or another person would react to a particular stimulus! So we often go wrong in our evaluation of others! Some beastly impulses lie dormant within. Still with proper training, one can tame our impulses! A poem of great psychological relevance!
You are very adept at putting your deep reflections into a poetic frame- - I am envious. It is not easy to write of psychological truths in this forum but you did it and you did it very well indeed. 10+
Annette, i agree and i kinda can relate this thing to what i faced... Maybe it is too bad to be skeptical so i rather to neautralize all thoughts than judge...Anyway good write up and topic u chose to share here :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love the title, Annette. You are so very clever with choosing titles that draw the reader in. We can never truly know anyone for no one really knows themselves. There is so much truth in this thought, and the second line is almost a surprise turn in your thoughts, an unanticipated spike of introspection, drawing the reader's attention from the comfortable evaluation of someone else's possible predisposition toward evil to the sudden confrontation of the possibility that such same evil may lie undetected (or consciously repressed) within our own being. Walk right through the belly of the beast - - frighteningly sharp image here, Annette. Really good stuff, as has become your knack. :) S