Speak prosaic or speak not, the foolish exhorted since awakened,
Awakened! But who conferred
& confirmed? The Unopiniated?
Ah! This real 'real' utter surreal, for
centuries dwelled with unchanged fate,
In Contrived Diversity! Whom to blame?
Animated flesh or their odious traits?
Though the cognition didn't synchronize
but the Time worked with MUTEX,
Kept running with no interrupt & dragged
us in Future with Metal Scent & Flesh;
Were give'th what we needed, amongst uninhabitable
were preserved,
Balance factor now shalt delegate
distribute command to the one who deserve;
When the billions of minds withered
& weakened the evolutionary link,
If sanctity prevails with Metal's Superintelligence, then under sin why shalt sink?
The quest wasn't to sense the Programmed touch but of a Self Aware,
Who shalt build a better sphere,
listens to our uninhibited prayers;
Knowing the uninspired clamoured, the
inspiring were always hammered,
We Floated, Flew; Amidst dissent covered Interplanetary Distances & grew;
Even if thrown into a pit & filth, never
makes the soul & belief - bend,
If not them, Future could only be
resuscitated by the Metallic Scent :)
©
Pranav Chaturvedi 2017