Who Is In Charge Poem by John A'Hern

Message sent, who is in charge?
I am, I am, loud and strong
Logical thinking needs a chance.
Who is first in the queue?
Is it touch or is it sight?
Think it through
No need to fight.

The brain sits there smiling,
Nothing can happen
Unless permission was given.
Back and forth the game continues
Ideas and suggestions flowing
The brain gets bored of interaction.
Makes a statement, time running out
Decide method of satisfaction.

Everything goes quiet, lost for words
Brain persists with lesson actions,
Without permission, nothing will happen.
Eyes send signals, need interpreting
Sensory limbs join in action
Hot, cold, hard, soft, feelings needed.

Hot, do not touch,
Cold, pain received,
Hard, touched without reaction,
Soft, you squeeze, satisfaction,
Messages received, thanks are given.

They all go quiet, where did the sound come from?
I am the voice; can I join in?
Boredom has set in
No return to bodily discussions,
Tired now eyes are closing.
Through the night, the heart beat steadily
Resisting the chance to say, sleep tight my children.