Are We Man Or Machine
Are we man or machine
Who knows what I mean?
You show on the scene
As if it’s routine
We raise our ire
Don’t learn from our priors
So you leave me in dire
When you see me on fire
On this looming tight wire
I hang from the spire
Deflecting piles and piles
Of obtrusive gunfire
Then when I fall
Will that be all
Will you pick me up?
Or say that's dumb luck
As I see it stands now
You’re wearing a crown
You think you’re higher
If not by stature than attire
So the answer is no
It already shows
Written- 06/04/17 and 01/05/21
Copyright © C. A. Burkett | Year Posted 2021
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