The Crowbar Case

Mysteria - A fable of a brain Did I tell you about an unlucky man? Did you hear about Phineas Gage? September 1848 He will be remembered, for so long Reconstruct, the roadbed for the train As a field director, working man Sand, fuse, and powder in a hole In the town of Cavendish, Vermont Then there comes an accident No one dared to imitate All those noises and all those sounds All the fire and the blast, all turned around Astounding, astonishing Gage was standing With a crowbar through his head One eye open Lost half of the brain Still not dying Fearless Phineas Gage Full recovery No one could foresee No doctor could tell what was happening Poor Phineas, surely and slowly Something's changing his personality Came back for his dearest ones So they know, he's a totally different man With anger and attitude Pure desire and need, and instinct too One eye open Lost half of the brain Still not dying Fearful, crowbar case