The System

I am the heart,
The heart of a system.
I beat and pound the drum
I keep us moving.
Going.

I am the brain,
The logic of a system.
I think and analyze all
I keep us moving.
Going.

I am becoming the muscle,
The motion of a system.
I am slowly gaining momentum
I will get us moving.
Going.

I am not the mouth,
The speaker of the system.
I cannot speak freely or without hesitation
I cannot part my lips again.
Will not.

And I am most definitely not the blood itself,
The vitality of the system.
I do not provide what you need,
Nor can I ever.
I cannot make you live.
Will not.