"March ahead!" Cried the Mind
A strategist to say the least
"Hold firm!" Said the Heart
Thebeautifully tame beast
And they rode out to meet each other
In the desert of my soul
Knowing that either passion or reason
Shall be swallowed up whole
"Surrender now," said the Mind
"And I will spare your men."
"Never will I surrender," said the Heart,
"But you can surrender, then."
They both rode back in anger
Waiting for the right time to charge
Who will win this glorious battle
With both brain and heart so large?
Swords, they flew; and guns, they fired
Hearts and minds were split in two
And the Generals wandered back
And let the fight continue
Hearts, they bled; and minds, they screamed
Ventricles and lobes were both gone
Both sides retreated with one or two men
Who would be dead before dawn
The generals rode up again
The sun beginning to set
And thier horses trampled over the dead
And none got what they tried to get
"It looks like today seems to be a draw,"
Said the Mind as he looked about with sorrow.
"Well," said the Heart, "Good fight today,
See you again, same time,