At times, when I go for a walk, I am
bemused by the narrow scale of my private
thoughts banging away like empty tin cans
even after a hundred or more paces
with panorama of sky and landscape
not budging the raging petty concerns.
It is then I realise I am my own
worst enemy, the motives I attribute
to others empowered by my emotions
to enable their representation in image
that is so precise in infliction of torment
since it is my intelligence that shapes them!
