Poem – The CPU of Your Soul (By Uduak Uwah)

THE CPU OF YOUR SOUL

Elevated above all the hungry kids

Scrambling for food like starving chicks

Is an innate black hole

The CPU of your soul

Seated majestically on a throne deep within

All the senses bring food like tributes to him

He gives orders to the organs

They bow at his feet for mercy like orphans

Pitiable slaves gullibly running errands

His disposition is largely a function of the tributes he receives

They form the nucleus of the errands he conceives

He’s is the kingdom, the power and the glory

Take care to feed your mind with what is holy

Or brace yourself for errands that are gory