Cleaning the Mind

When it's time to clean the mind So much trash I do find Scrambled up like mixed up eggs Very sick and I beg Please take these things for my head For there is heavy as the lead That breaks down your heart and tears it apart Why do I clean my mind to start Meditation maybe it feels Place that keeps a mind so still Raging thoughts in steaming soulls my mind ispins n a mixing bowl Passing out words that have a ring Words that rhyme and mean nothing my pen as an empty feather The ink has dried up like old and tether d No more of this I'm done right now My mind is Full and stand to bow Thank you all for listening to me From a mind it's clear as clear as can be