A tug of war fought in the mind and heart
Pulling at the rope of happiness, sought by the force
Of desire, but held by the power of dispassion
Desire, the engine of the mind, has many tracks to choose from
Dispassion starts where all those tracks end
Desire thrives on quantity, dispassion on quality
The seeds of misery are sown when desire is indulged
Dispassion is seedless, the fruit can no longer become a tree
Humanity is provided bundles of happiness
Needlessly frayed and broken in this odd matchup
A tussle as old as time, between desire and dispassion
Desire may lay claim to the mind, but dispassion leads one to the rest
