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The Machine Can't Hear Our Song

I have been reading The Master and His Emissary, the Divided Brain and the Making of the Western World by Iain McGilchrist. I'm about 1/3 way through the book and am tremendously excited by the insights presented in the book. The poem that emerged from my reading is a plea from the holistic right hemisphere to wake the reductionist left hemisphere to the primacy of right hemisphere, perceiving, feeling and thinking. Song is the province of the right hemisphere and preceded the development of speech on the left. 

The machine gone deaf

Now thinks a world apart

Making power

For its own sake

Can’t hear our beating heart

 

The science now is in

You should surely know

Our singing first

Your words came late

Then they both did grow

 

A problem you can handle

To you it so must seem

Without our song

The world you make

Is nothing but a dream

 

Come back to life

And hear our song

Music always in your ear

Without communication

A troubled path is clear

 

Will you hear an old song?

Is a new one what you need?

To break the spell

Of isolation

Loneliness and greed

 

We’ve lost some skill in singing

Our songs may not be right

Your strength has grown

Into a thing

Of awesome fright

 

Our song can’t be a solo

Together it must bring

The song of modern humans

With the songs

Of living things

 

We live and die together

Two worlds we bring to view

The lead must now be taken

By our singers

Singing true

 

It used to be this way

The long passage of our time

Is held much more closely

In rhythm

Song and rhyme

 

Melody and harmony

Sung close and clear, on pitch

Can dance the mind

Machine to heal

Lead by songs deepest wish

 

The words we live in song

A flowing signing bridge

Find it now

And join us

Just beyond the ridge

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