Monday, December 14, 2015

Noel Negele- A Poem


This is what some scientists
are sure we will become
after a couple of years of progress.

The mind will be free of flesh
inside the mechanical skull
of a robotic body.

After the earth has become
an infertile surface,
a man made giant tumor
floating in space

we will be human minded robots
spearing the space for knowledge,
infinite and immortal
boundless by sexual tensions,
the need of water
or love.

At the top of our game
when it comes to arranging
our biochemicals
we will not feel hatred
nor the need to harm someone.
Our serotonin levels
will always be balanced.
We will not feel lonely
even after being centuries alone
drifting in space
with no limit of fear;
learning and naming 
galaxies and constellations;
discovering new life forms
and methods of math.

The scientists say we will
finally reach a conclusion
that is total.

none of us will be here
to witness
all that madness 
taking place.

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