Tuesday, November 29, 2022

While sitting in your chem tank, growing

With a manic energy, cruel beauty, comedic timing
Brilliant mind, acerbic wit, existing until your death
A world can't be forced to obey, as a clock chiming
You need to breathe, you are forced to draw breath
If an expectation, remember you're a sort of machine
An organic machine, designed to be able to dream
Life has costs, you'll move until all function is gone
You have cogs and gears, a mind made to think
What's left but be replaced as our time is done
But before you leave, try to perceive
Be more than just content
Life has joys and pains, a life to weave
There's more to do than to simply be
We are created to be more than present