The Battle

Who truly rules the body

My heart and brain a fight they had
And it truly was really bad
A divorce seemed the only fix
to stop the two from trading tricks

Then my heart and brain fought once more
Upon the mat of custody's door
To rule my soul and what's inside
So, to my gut I went to hide

There I learned philosophy
As my gut revealed to me
The truth behind my heart and brain
who still argue over who's to blame

My heart insists my brain is dumb
While my brains says that my heart is numb
Both have caused me lots of pain
Both have made me feel insane

My gut though wanted me to heal
and only in the moment feel
So, to my lungs he bade me go
To plant a seed and watch it grow

For the lungs do not hurry
Or get bogged down with too much worry
Inhale, exhale and repeat
In a steady, healthy beat

There I find I finally feel
That I am whole, that I am real
In the simple act of breathing
I feel the tension as it's leaving

Finally, a rest for the weary
Soul that has been cloaked and dreary
Into the sun I can now roam
Now that in my lungs I am home