The brain, the enterprise of gathered information.
The lone contradiction of good and evil, the judge of my temptation.
The brain, the communicator of my God within, Lord of my salvation.
The balance between Heaven and Earth, gravity with high elevation.
The brain, without school, a job or money, what is the purpose of education?
Is knowledge and wisdom captive, yet free through general rationalization?
The brain, a place where the population is myself, no one else in this world of civilization.
The brain, I cannot afford to lose my sanity thinking about trials and tribulations.
I am a thinker, this world in my own mind breeds everything, I am creation.
One thought can be what I want it to be, if I just use my imagination.
Whether pleasant dreams as it seems, happiness is my revelation.
I judge no man, because with judgement comes accusation.
If you only knew what I was thinking, you would understand this realization,
That without the brain, the fact remains, no understanding results in a lack of interpretation.
© Isaiah Daniel McCowan