Real Returns Rosier Poem by John Sensele

The fear in my mind
Makes me blind and unkind
Lashing out and unleashing morbid moves
That drive me and grieve me into gangrenous grooves.

If fear in mind I don't conquer
Cheating myself peace lies in my unkind anchor
Trouble aplenty for me I sow
Much more than I'll ever know.

Unless mellow means I devise
And problem solving techniques I revise
I'm heading headlong for doom
Plunging my cocoon deeper and deeper into grievous gloom.

Ain't it easy for me to change
No matter how much humble pie tastes strange
If bigger benefits in the end I reap
As long as pesky problems away from me they creep.

Bringing to my comfort zone real returns
Which replenish to fullness my urns
As long term returns grow rosier
While my comfort zone grows cosier.