“ME”
I have two hands
When the blood flows
It’s how I first met it
I have a pair of eyes
When a thick layer of eye sockets hangs firmly on both sides of the bridge of the nose
It is my support in this life
I have a pair of ears
Hide in black and yellow hair and pay silently
It’s the cradle of my connection to the world
I have bumpy cheeks
Switching roles between day and night
It’s my true identity since birth
I have a normal heart
Learn to be a man in thunder and fire
It’s my best friend to calm down
I have a population of small cells
Often teases other bodies in the body
It’s how I figured out the root of the problem
I have a bar shaped torso
Storytelling beasts and humans love to sit around here
It is the disciple that all things call
“ME”
