Second Brain

Second brain second brain
What shall one do with it
Shall it be nurtured or hidden
What if it wakes up at middle of night to wake you up
How Shall one tend to it

One wants free-flowing passion
Then other wants structure and routine
What if the world only needs one kind
And the other feels fear

Burn burn burn
The second brain, the second brain
It’s fears are catching up
It feels fire fire fire