My Brain

My brain is a mass of circuits and wires
maintained by thoughts, no adjustments with pliers
It controls my actions, it thinks what is best
with me in the middle, trying to digest

This person I am, this brain that is me
I feed it with visions, I feed it with we
For my spirit is pushing, this brain up to speed
my thoughts are provoking, to plant a seed

When the seed is growing, my brain starts knowing
then circuits are flowing, and we begin sowing
Then my body takes over, giving me rest
but my brain is wondering, if this is a test

My brain is important, I know this to be true
but sometimes, it paints with pallets of blue
For this brain that knows, this person I am
has nothing to do with my butter and jam

Putting bread on the table, is easy to do
sometimes my bread is covered with goo
But my heart is full, with feelings for brain
and my soul is healing, my bodily strain

This brain that I have, has much to learn
organs in my body, have no bridges to burn
Every part of me, in this physical state
answers to me, united, with a spiritual gait


Jon Coe