Weed of Doubt

			Those who disagree with our views
			Plant this seed -
			And it cannot be touched by the fire -
			So, we must think about it,
			And in doing so,
			Let it grow in our mind.
			Once we have done this,
			It grows all the more dangerous - 
			Able to become a great vine -
			Entangling our thoughts forever -
			But before that happens,
			The sapling becomes vulnerable -
			Susceptible to our fires of reason -
			To burn the presence out of our souls. 
			We're able to carry on as before,
			Left only ashes to remember.