Saturday, April 16, 2022

The Flesh Machine Endures

Our flesh designed, our minds allowed intellect
Evolutionary needs met, with survival instincts
Every forward step possible, our flesh dissected
In the destiny of the species, our fates are linked
As the machine breaks down, with some defect
Our path is unknown, our dreams unrealized
There is still hope, we have thinking minds
If we can live far beyond our extinction call,
By understanding our path we'll avoid the fall