The Clash of Subconscious Will and Sombre Intellect

Peter Nakhla, 2T3 MAM

The barebones subconscious emerges awake
The sombre façade pained by a tiresome ache
It shuts its blinds anticipating deep slumber
While the eager one shatters its workings asunder
Must not we quench this insatiable force?

Lest it devour all, unfettered by remorse
The sombre façade must forget its repose
Subduing the other from bellowing its prose
“Destroy, topple, overtake!” shouts its lawless aim
Will we declare the mightier one overcame?