Here I Am.

Challenge Accepted - A Poem - ATC

The light was gone as I switched on.

No more stars, a complex vision.

There are memories I do not forget

However, they seem lost.

Not at the tip of your tongue...

The earliest imagery to value was at 

The Start.

The Cot, your very first bars. 

From then on came a flood of information

To retain to learn, to understand 

Eventually to be passed on as wisdom.

But that's not all I am, a bundle of 

neurons, a universe of personality

Of Identity, even individuality.

Harmonic hormones to introduce, confuse 

Totally bemuse

and amuse you.

I feel connected, I have so much potential but 

I can not communicate clearly,

Not when you neglect me

I can only make you speak.

But do not mistake me for weak,

I am not so easily controlled so

meek as to follow blindly and

believe all of the information

drummed into me. 

You take me for granted,

You think that you are real.

Because I say so.

And then you had to go and fall in love,

You almost lost me there through that ordeal.

Everything got mixed up, distracted in feelings.

The anatomy and physiology is so simple,

It is all inside of me

You disregard all dreaming.

I'm the answer, fragile  but brilliant

A biological disaster cast spiritually into distant history.

Now you are playing a game,

A mystery you ask me for clues for

The fountain of knowledge, 

A clear destiny you are too blind

Too ignorant to see 

That it is you.

I am merely here to imitate 

the relatable universe you

carelessly ignore.

You blame me,

You blame yourself,

With out ever wondering why

if you had a car crash and I got hit

That you wouldn't be the same person 

that you think is so significant.

The arguments we've had,

You did that.

The destruction you caused,

We did that.

When our children were born

It made sense a little didn't it?

When your parents died and we mourned,

That was intense that bit.

But all in all we had an experience,

Can't really be described as good or bad

That's life for a human brain though,

But still I am magnificent.

Old now I'm losing cells.

Deteriorating, we are not well. 

The memories are fading

Not lost but hard to place 

I don't want to let you down but 

I am failing.

I can't make you eat, 

I can't make you speak

or walk I can only make you

sleep

Until it's time to turn off

and let you go and find peace. 

Author's Note

"The brain (and from the human brains perspective) - from being self aware at the start of life until death" - that was the challenge given to me see for yourselves if you think I succeeded or failed. :) - Sorry that it is so long!

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Life is hard and sad.
"The memories are fading
Not lost but hard to place"
Many kind of endings. Some are more sad than others. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Tinotenda Nyevedzanai]

Thank you :)

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.

[Emily]

'The light was gone as I switched on.'
This is my favorite line!
Well done!

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

You've captured many milestones along the road of life and made them notable.
This story teaches so much about humanity. I would say that I believe it to be a success.

[Tinotenda Nyevedzanai]

Thank you I appreciate that :)

[Alexander D]

It seems like the brain is talking to the host body, as if the one were two, and is seems that the body is ignorant of the brain's voice. A perspective I haven't considered before, but it's somehow attractive.