a journey of awareness
ReplicantIf a great aunt chucks you under the chin,Saying, “You look just like your father,”Then where’s the soul?I(f DNA can solve mysteriesAnd cells be spliced to cure cancer,Then where’s the soul?If Alzheimer’s erases memoryAnd nobody knows you when you visit,Then where’s the soul?Echo, oh echo, please beNot my own voice alone,But somebody else’s.{Disposable Poem September 12, 2009]Dr. Mike
Or maybe nothing ever ends; it simply folds back on itself and thereby seems new.
Replicant
ReplyDeleteIf a great aunt chucks you under the chin,
Saying, “You look just like your father,”
Then where’s the soul?
I(f DNA can solve mysteries
And cells be spliced to cure cancer,
Then where’s the soul?
If Alzheimer’s erases memory
And nobody knows you when you visit,
Then where’s the soul?
Echo, oh echo, please be
Not my own voice alone,
But somebody else’s.
{Disposable Poem September 12, 2009]
Dr. Mike
Or maybe nothing ever ends; it simply folds back on itself and thereby seems new.
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