You Are Our Master

My head:  Why are you thinking about what to write? I know what you think, but you can’t pour out your thinking into WordPress. 

Me:  I am an indecisive man; it is my problem.

My head:  Which means also is my problem, mister, sir, master? You are our master, and you know me meant well.

Me:  I am trying to

My head:  Be perfect? I know how your thinking is going to, mister, but sir, no matter what you are, you are our master. 

Me:  Our master?

My head: We are your obediences, mister; your head, your heart, and your every organ, everything inside you is functioning, we are your servants who never meet you face to face. 

Me:  And I never meet inside me in the face to face

My head:  Exactly! It’s very precisely that we never meet each other, but we always stay together, mister.

Me: Sorry, I don’t understand.

My head:  Out there in the Space, the Earth is moving around the Sun every year; I believe the Earth is a living organism. Your brain is an organ think of a word, organ. The Earth is the living organism, organ, ism, you see, everything inside your brain- may say that the brain is a living organism.

©️ Ismael Mansoor

Different function in the body

I give you a slice of bread, said my head,
And my tummy said I eat the bread.
My heart said me give you faith,
But my soul said I wait for you.
What you waited for? said my path.
Now you see, who are you? Which one is thou?
Thee tell the body, which one,
You or soul or heart or mind or all at once?
Which one art thou? Which one?
Thee find it so hard to answer, which one or all at once
Now I feel my body, wondering what’s going on inside me?
Like how they live and function for me
Wait, wait, what are we doing to the Earth?
The wonder makes me dig so deep, well, what I can do.

©️ Ismael Mansoor