Ears on heartbeats,
hands on breath,
Her unborn is awake, a
day who shines!
The age to come shalt
not go in vain,
Mother’s love unrestricted in coming time!
No surrogate here nor
loved or arranged,
No genders to make any bond
to break;
No rage against who
stood for or against,
No shivers, nor
prayers, for who’s in fate!
Ain’t immortal inside, no
sign from precogs,
An art indistinguishable
& not file of logs;
We had many ours, shalt
be another face,
Mere an evolution awaiting
to join the race.
To cherish the beauty
of evolved machines,
Unlike, who turned away
the truth; unseen. ☹
© Pranav Chaturvedi 2023