Same Brain ... Same People

Our brains are hidden gems, that need thorough exploration, careful readings, and repeated experimentations. Out of control, it goes, and our life goes out to the drain. In control, it comes, and we bring ourselves out of tragedy in snapping moments. It made some prophets, who lead nations. And some criminals, who destroyed them. It made some of us, brave to win the lands around us, some weak at heart to let their instincts kill them. Same chemicals, Neurons, flashes and blood, turned it all around for some of us. And these same sparking uncontrolled flashes of desires — brought us to our knees. We trembled over ages, lost sub continent, middle east and ottoman empire to our whims and wishes. We made ourselves weak. And today, when we need a cohesion, a community, a unity — we are apart. Some of us are taken in our sleeps. Some among us are crushed while we sit in our homes with our mothers, and fathers. The uncontrolled brain, has spread like a viral disease in our people, that we are unable to feel human again.

Be careful, what you speak, what you think, what you write. Be awesome, when you talk. Be humble, when you help. Be brave, when you make a promise. Be all things heroic, when you live. Wasting another moment, another second, another flash, to wimpy desires has only cost us our freedom. It only made us lose our references to link a brave heart identity to our selves. We lost the sense, we could win and live a hero, while the opportunity was still in sight. We lost the vision, the belief, that it all is possible today on broken roads, barren streets, crumbling justice, gashed sea storms and suffocating murders and rapes. We lost our identity, while living our desires. We lost the right to be brave and we have crushed ourselves. We have only hurt us — that it feels we might never wake up.

Same Khalid, lead armies over wild deserts and helped the crushing brothers in Syria. Same Abu Ubaida, held onto a the dusty rug, while carrying the crown of world's power at his head. Same Umer, pulled his slave into conquered Jerusalem. Same Abu Bakr, weak limbs and arms, acted a wall to protect our Prophet. Same Muhammed, un-educated and un-known, wins the heart of richest in his tribe. Same people, same blood, same brain, same gushing Neurons and same bones. Yet they turned it all around, and we failed to control our next desire advancing us. About to crush us. About to break us. About to tell us — we are no one. And they were the chosen ones.