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Division Of Neighbor

‘Hey stomach,’ says anus,
‘Would you cut the crap.’
“It’s not me,’ stomach says;
‘I won’t take the wrap.

It’s what they’re eating,
So blame teeth and mouth.
I’m innocent,’ says stomach,
‘For that filth down south.’

Brain has a good laugh
At organ expenses,
By prodding infighting
Over false offenses.

‘Are you kidding me,
You two dumb kidneys.
Always a teamed pair
For a fight that’s not fair!’

Roared livid liver
Who was hardly pleased,
That they blamed him
For the smelly feces.

‘Oh stop it now, liver
Just sit there and filter.
We said no such thing;
Don’t get out of kilter.’

‘Tee-he-he,’ laughs brain.
My plan’s working well,
To keep each organ
At odds over a smell,

That they have no power
To change or repair,
And since they can’t think
They’ll stay unaware.’

Hands and mouth kept
Eating junk by the hour.
Having been brainwashed,
They blindly devour.

Long ago brain trained eyes
To focus on the news,
Now it was time for all
Parts, to pay ‘their’ dues.

Bones pipe up, and say,
‘Something doesn’t feel right,
Hey muscles loosen up;
Why do you squeeze so tight?’

Muscles answer and say,
‘Colon and intestines
Are the guilty squeezers,
Causing congestion.

I’m just doing my part
At the request of the brain.’
‘But muscles,’ says bones,
‘It’s causing me pain.’

And after a while
Brain has all body parts,
At odds with themselves;
Over endless bad farts.

Organs, blood, and guts
Could not get along;
They once did their jobs
Keeping the body strong.

But brain has the answer,
‘Let’s vote on what to do.
Either I run the show,
Or you deal with bad poo!’

Yes, brain got them quibbling
And each held a grudge.
All based on false info
That made brain, ‘King Judge’.

So each part gave in
To that sneaky design,
And waited for orders
From brain to assign.

But brain was a liar
And steered organs wrong.
The body collapsed;
It didn’t take long.

Just like brain, most statesmen,
Fool us like we’re tarts.
Let’s not die for their lies,
But stay whole, not apart.

Copyright © David Fisher

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