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Bioethicists will claim
the moment when a blob awakes
there's living, breathing, sentient life!
they're molecules, for heaven's sakes!
Telemetry and test tube babies,
scientific miracle?
who's to say and who is right,
a priori or empirical?
We're getting more sophisticated,
bio-engineering's next;
stamping genes with pre-formed coding,
who are we to write the text?
We climb the mountain, ever striving
for the answers, right or wrong;
we'll find upon that far horizon
He's been waiting all along.
Copyright © Keith Bickerstaffe | Year Posted 2015
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