The brain
The master of the body
The giver of instructions
"Go...and lay that young las"
The body tried to resist
But a slave must obey
And the body did exactly
As the master commanded
The body was arrested
Mercilessly tortured
Flogged, buried in pain
So hopeless; the body shrieked
As a river of blood oozed from the body
In the court
The body was found guilty
And thrown down to a cell like hell
And after fourteen seasons went
The body was released
He had learnt a lot
He started making his own decision
Thinking just like the brain
So the body became his own master
Verily, the body became blameless
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