When Mind Toils

When mind toils every day 

Trying to juggle useless information

Eyes strain because of bright lies

There’s a battlefield in the mind

When the soul’s wisdom is confined

Strife between the heart and mind

Takes a toll on the decisions of life

Libertarian propagandas induce dreams

With a false sense of freedom and choice

An unknown bind constricts free thought

Many words were crafted to be jargons

Making free will a profound myth

Minds are shepherded towards a destiny

Not our making and contrary to our fate©