Two Dogs

Two Dogs Fight daily inside of Me,
To decide which one you get to See!
Wisely, Observes intently and Hears,
Chaos, Brings disorder, Danger, and Fears!

Outward, both are Calm, Collected, and Cool,
Inward, they're both Restless, Acting as a Fool!
Trained to Be Victorious both Fight to Rule,
A Battling Lesson not taught in any School.

Wisely,  Studies his Opponent, Waits to Observe,
Chaos, would Bite as You got On his Last Nerve!
Both will play gently then Rapidly Swerve,
Giving Aggressors What They rightly Deserve.

Whether it's Justified we may not Have Time to Think,
Resulting in Decisions that May last forever and Stink,
Some of Life's Issues will Never be of Our Choice!
There's always collateral Damage From using our Voice!

When we have to Fight For What we really Believe!
Through the Smoke and Mirrors of Those that Decieve.
The two dogs of our Spirit will Help as our Guide,
As Long as we have Life, this We can Never Hide!

One Choice is then made ~ Some lead to our Misery,
For Within each Man these Battles can Last For an Infinity!