Triad

There was oh.... once a pon.....or is it.... upon a time;
A man who has two minds.... maybe three.
A Constant Struggle went on, on,.... and on;
Within the Recesses of this mans Physical body.

One wanted to Sleep....;
One wanted to Write....
One wanted to Die......
" How Great, and deadly," I says, " an enemy is this;
When you Can not See..... eye to eye."

" I want to Sleep!" yelled one.
" I want to weave beauty, and Write......" Said the other.
The last said " I want to Die!... I miss my home!.....
My wife!..... my mother!......"
All three trapped in a Bright but lonely Prison.....
each Ready to destroy the other, which we be, death to all.
Until the writer Spoke up, and made a Pact.... well...
with his other minds..... Before they all Should die.

" Bask in the ebony's ivory dreams" he had Said;
" as  I write on of death..... Not before!...." he emphasized;
" Oh Nay!..... never before Read or Seen."
his said the writer of the three.....
" What Sleep, and Death hold.... each is a writers true heart;
Yeah, and Behold!..... they both are the Same unto me!"


   7/14/91