What Am I

Written by: Daljit Khankhana

Eyes catch images without any consent.
Brain decides itself convey waves to heart
Ear listens without interference then why 'm smart?
The process is natural it seems I'm infant.
Poor and helpless, waiting for a period of lent.
Who 'm I why do I commit I control something?
Who there hides? What makes my body sting?
Why do I feel different after a chant?
My legs command me walk forward with what support!
My arm rounds in the air me nowhere my doubt.
I don't know who operates me from system far away,
I feel sick, go to doctor my prescription finds a tray,
Education fails to assess my mind I enjoy dreams.
What is my role, where am I, nowhere it seems?