Potential

Potential is the duty,
Of every human being.
A life lived just below the surface of it,
Is a life unseen,

Is a life hardly at all,
For the body knows all,
And like a bird caged or an opinion unspoken,
The tragedy is unbearable.

And like an ocean, bound yet more vast than anything,
The soul understands the potential of its reign.
It will smash its chemicals against the rocks,
Brewing sadness until desires are tamed.

And it's alright,
There will be no 'I' anymore,
Once the lock is turned and the land all washed away,
And it's finally understood what life is for.