Thoughts fly free (Inspired by the life of Hans Litten)

“I was born into this world but I am not a part of it”

I cannot strive to change the past,
Only struggle to rectify the future,
I see the criss cross patterns emerging,
A warning sign, flashing red, raging,
Like a bull, running full pelt,
Only needing one brave man to step out,
Stop it right in its tracks, condemn it to death,
Disintegrating the idea before it has chance to take hold.

Pulling the bull by the horns, hoisting myself up,
So that I am tall enough to face an army,
And strong enough, to shoot them down,
Not using guns, too easy and damaging all the same,
No I will use my words, my intellect,
Trick the bull into a self-made error,
Bring the beast tumbling down,
Because thoughts fly free and they cannot be knocked down.