Reset Your Mind

Room quiet.
No chant.
No count.
I hear the air move.
That's it.
City still loud
but I'm not.
I don't punch the clock,
I watch.
Hands open,
jaw unclenched,
I let the moment stretch.
Breath slow in,
breath slow out,
Pressure pass without a shout.
No tick,
no click,
no send,
Just the pause I couldn't spend.
I step back.
Let it sit.
I don't force the fit.
Still point.
No noise.
No rush.
World spins,
I don't touch.
Still point.
Clear view.
I choose.
Every urge wanna jump the gun,
Every fear wanna say "run.
"
I don't move just to prove,
I don't bruise what's already bruised.
Power loud,
childish men,
Breaking things to feel again.
I won't mirror that mistake,
Calm is the move I make.
Eyes open.
Hands free.
I stay
with what I see.
Still point.
No noise.
No rush.
World spins,
I don't touch.
Still point.
Clear view.
I choose.
Prayer ain't words.
It's breath.
Meditation ain't escape.
It's depth.
I don't stand by.
I stand ready.
Action clean.
Hands steady.
When the moment finally
calls my name,
I won't move
from heat
or shame.
I'll move wide-eyed,
moral intact,
No blur,
no snap.
This is how you don't become
What you fight
when the lights go numb.
Stillness first.
Then strike.
That's the difference between wrong
and right.
Still point.
No noise.
No rush.
World spins,
I don't touch.
Still point.
Clear view.
I choose.
After the noise,
this is the work.