Habit Poem by shimon weinroth

Acquiring a habit is inductive
Become aware, deduce what it is
An act repeats itself, becomes the mode
Opposes chance and change

Preforming once, each next becomes easier
Ingrained in your mind, seeps into your soul
What I do today, might become the habit
Of tomorrow and another day

Habit is of the organic world
And lesser creatures of consiousness
Speak out, habit enslaves
Easier to follow a path of least resistance