Mind Pollution?

A thought, a glimpse. The solution?
Damn its gone! Mind pollution?

I know, I think, oh, not again!
It’s slipped, it’s fled, off it ran!

A mind’s a trap or so they say,
But mine seems a sieve today.

The shame of losing answers to the trouble,
Is gaining it again to lose it double.

My pen or hand seems too slow,
I write, but then I think, oh no!

I could solve the worlds problems forever,
If my mind and hand just worked together!

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