We ween ourselves
Of infant fears
Ghouls and goblins crawl out the walls of our sanity
To laugh at our juvenile prayers
Caged between white walls
Behind spotless glass
Amidst stainless glimmering steel
And the purring of machines
Men and women engineer our future
They carve pieces from our innermost flesh
Transform it in the name of evolution
A teenage boy watches heroes
Dreams of pausing time to travel between the ages
Man-made metamorphosis can be natural or chemical
The nightmares can become real
Regardless of the path travelled
Some breathe hope
And some inhale terror
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