Cyborg Sleep

Cyborg Sleep An image of a man stands serene against the rock cold wall Vigilant eyes study the distant city Elongated and curved shapes form in his mechanical mind Only nature there to sense it’s out of place motions The cybernetic organism, alien life Coming to life on the barren world A living machine, automaton, a time sentinel Built with purpose Watches with singular intent All there is…. all that’s left Never flinching…. Nearly motionless…. somber in demeanor This replica of humans holds solid ground and waits Programed to move occasionally at times To generate power in its core components to survive The guardian of humanity stands A solid figure with a small metallic vile Sheltered within hides a remnant DNA specimen strand (It is the last fragment of human’s survival and hope) Nestled deep in the power source Atomic silent and serene it keeps the centuries still In time to come, with luck The cyborg will be cracked open like an egg one day Perhaps by another benevolent humanoid race To reassemble the family of man from the remnants left Or the time sentinel will roam the Earth alone Carrying humanity along literally in the heart In an endless awakening from alien sleep No one to ever know the secret that he keeps