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

Published by This Engrained Heart

I am a Deaf male, and I write what comes my mind. I have been creatively writing since 2010, and from there has been growing my excitement and passionate for my poetry and writing.

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