The mind's chamber lies guarded by a skull
Determined to solve worldly enigma
Consequently surrounded by stigma
From the envies of beings nothing but dull.
Yet in the body's cage: a beating heart
Akin to sentiment bearing life's weight
In spite of scars carved by love and hate,
Often deemed separate genres of art
The brain and the heart need be intertwined;
Else one's a machine; one's insanity.
Two sides of the same coin: humanity
Is what they create when both are combined.
They're still, when faced with lack of sanity:
Twinned in harmony for eternity