Body and Soul

Oh my God! I’ve done it again Gone in a world full of pain Crossed over a thousand shores Yet behaving like I’ve never been there before Each time the goal seems the same End of which, cursed why I ever came Believe the idiosyncrasy will never cease What the heck, this body is on lease The body and soul go with thoughts they don’t share Existence of either, as if they don’t care Using each other in parasitic turns Alas! Dust they are, to dust they will return Wonder who needs who, amongst the two If each had their say, they’d go their own ways too In spite of this man lives with a superior élan O lord! Couldn’t you have a better plan?