Blood flowing 

Heart pumping 

Nails scratching 

Voice shrieking 

Feet running 

Arms flailing 

Eyes shifting 

Teeth biting 

Movements 

Sounds 

Actions of the body 

Puppets of the mind 

Nothing 

Nothing is free 

Free of the brain 

Free of the mind’s control 

For if you believe 

You pick your movements 

Your sounds 

Your actions 

Your thoughts 

Your brain has already won 

For your mind controls 

Your every sight 

Your every feeling 

Your every thought 

One cannot act 

Or even think to act 

Without the mind 

Formulating the idea 

And then the action 

We are but tools 

Puppets of the mind 

It tells us all of who we are 

And we believe all it says 

Doing what it wants 

Without putting up a fight 

So if you think you have a soul 

Stop and think again 

But your brain controls your thoughts 

And in self preservation 

Will formulate the conclusion 

“I am an individual 

I have a soul 

I control me” 

But the brain knows the truths 

As much as the lies 

For we are all slaves 

Slaves of our minds