Human Brain Poem by welkin siskin

When you wander through the forest,
Outside on open bushy yards
saunter like a wanderer,
In the last phase of dusk,
Merely with rustles of leaves
spreading across the pathways
somewhere inside you
bring something;
If a length of umbrage
moving
over the mirage frolicking
night
devoured by the ebb of light
brings you something;
With uncoiled winds flattering
like the Spring aspen leaves,
Your heart feels something,
For instance, a stranger,
Or some mouth-opened
covetous creatures,
some demons,
ghosts or something similar
approaching,
And, you are scared to death.
The brain begets extra-terrestrial creature.
Is this the tyranny of Nature
Or some feelings touching human psyche?
Ah! Human set in motion
by socio-cultural phenomena.
Life is felt but a chemistry of cerebrum;
Cerebrum is felt
a new-born of ignorance,
Ignorance is felt
the begetter of humans;
Humans are felt
A children of unknown procreator.