Psyche Poem by Eric Niehoff

As Freud describes humankind
With three divisions of the mind
Motivations now defined

Id is present from our birth
Driven by pleasures of the Earth
Wants and impulse, no self-worth

Balance, reason from the Ego
Deciding pleasures to forgo
Acting master of status quo

Super Ego stands its guard
Ensuring morals are not marred
Decision making it bombards

Balanced within yet torn by conflict
Three small forces that contradict
One that’s free and two restrict

Combined the three make who we are
From the normal to the bizarre
Psychoanalysis from afar