Heart vs. Brain

I woke up feeling light-headed and uneasy,
Something is wrong, but what is it?
I sat upright and opened my eyes,
As I moved my arms to wipe my face,
I realised I didn't have my hands.

It's gone, but where? My heart –
… Is gone, too! Probably, wondering around,
But I've never done anything wrong,
Or I think I never did, I didn't, did I? No,
That's what I thought at the beginning,
Then why would they do such a thing?

It is a good thing that my brain still works,
I wouldn't bare it if it went along with the others,
I'll let my brain take over, since there's no heart,
So I'll wash my face… oh, man, I don't have a hand,
I have to find them before they get damaged,
Or even worse, somebody stealing them,
As I went outside my room I heard a thump.

My brain thought that it came from next door,
I went there and peeked, but nothing abnormal,
I went back outside wanting to go downstairs,
Since it was breakfast… oh, man, I still don't have a hand,
In the meantime, I saw something running between my legs,
Heading towards the stairs,
My heart riding on my hand and sprinting, what the heck!
I ran as fast as I could and jumped on them and hold them tightly.

I reattached them on myself and asked them their reasoning,
My hand said that I'm a very dull man without any fun,
He meant that I never played music nor did I touch a woman,
My heart then started saying that I was very unemotional,
He wanted me to have a girlfriend before marriage,
My brain felt disgusted, as always, and refused to listen,
They made fun of him and told me to stop paying him any attention,
But I knew that something was wrong, and something has to be done,
However, I think I would need more time to figure it out.

They continued arguing and mocking each other,
And at one time, my heart detached himself, but walked next to me,
We reached the stairs, but my heart took,
The first step,
Then the second,
Third,
Fourth…
Until he reached,
The floor,
Waiting,
My brain thinking differently started his first step,
Then his second,
Third,
Fourth,
Fifth,
Sixth,
And his last step,
And waiting.

Both left and reached similar places, but took different paths,
One might say that they completed each other,
Others might think that nothing was in common,
But I would say that they don't complete each other,
And probably there is something in common,
But they have to be flexible, depending on the situation,
And until that time, both will be disconnected,
One will stay with me, and one will stay away from me,
I have the choice; but will it be the heart or the brain?

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By Ibn Ummat Al-Qura'an All rights reserved 2007