Dangerous Thoughts

Few I shall adore
Few I shall adore
To die, to be ignored
To die, to be ignored.

My mind. Wanders.
I think too much;
"Why's what."
"How's what."

I put them in threat, said they
"Too dangerous!", said he
"Too vivid!", said she
"Where's fate, where's faith?" Said I

I am right, you are wrong
We both right, they are wrong
"Such rules of boredom!"
The righteous and the wrongs
The goods and the sinners
The agnostics and the atheists
The religious and the damned

Head of mine, spinning, asking, contemplating;
"Where to go?"
Wanders and wonders my mind;
"How's what?"
"Why's that?"

Devoted, some lives had.
To seek the "truth"
The "comfortable illusion of truth"
To answers;
What's right, what's wrong
How's right, how's wrong

O God !
How I stop this lethal mind?