Intention Poem by Steve Olver

Intention

Intention is a dodgy sport,
Especially if you're the flakey sort.

Its very well for a heathy mind
Free will it can easily find.

Intention with an altered self
Can find no hidden fund of wealth.

Our choice somehow has been trashed
‘Cos our egos have been bashed.

Life is not simple black and white
Free will minds aren't always right.

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