“Whoa is me” cried the ear “My whole life is pain Only hateful words and dreadful news I will never see the vibrant colors of the fall Or gaze upon a lover’s smile” “Hear my lament” moaned the eye ”My whole life is tragedy Filled with violent scenes and terrible acts I will never listen to a soft melody Or hear those three small words” The ear to the body “I feel no allegiance Your harsh world has stunted and oppressed” And with that he left Said the eye to the body ”I have no loyalty to you You who restricts my life and hinders my potential I will be better on my own” Both ear and eye Soon turned cold Without warmth of body A similar fate for both Atrophied from the world outside Blind and deaf The body survived It’s most important organ still intact A heart still beating Still able to fulfill it’s greatest gift