I know there is a brain in my head. But it's like someone else.
I seek the remembrance of someone. It does not come.
Then I am jogging alone, fixing only on my goal.
And boom--the name appears. I speak it.
I seek the solution to my problem. I cannot find it.
Then I am sleeping quiet, well maybe a snore.
And boom--the answer arrives. I have it.
Funny brain! where did you find it?
Or was it there all the time and I just didn't see?
Neurons, synapses doing their divinity thing?
Who is my brain? Me, but not.
I meet at town center park with friends and foes.
I question church and state, morality and policy.
I confront all patriotic and orthodox beliefs.
I flirt with actions to change the rules.
I expose my theories and join protests against them.
I return home to fight the greatest critic of them all.
Whom do I want to live with?
A swindler who will deceive for advantage?
A zealot who will sacrifice persons for principles?
A patriot encouraging murder, torture, domination?
A thug who can be cruel to get his way?
A functionary more interested in rules than people?
A zombie that cares not for history or the future?
A dullard who takes in media without thought?
A hustler who considers no consequences for others?
A believer without a sense of humor?
A politician for economic wealth over all?
It's not a question of altruism over selfishness,
or even right and wrong.
It is a question of
Whom do I want to live with.