Less than Human

Less than Human

A Poem by Akroma

Free writing exercise at 3 in the morning.

Is it not, in some undeniable way,
A white flag of surrender?
An announcement of giving up
On this whole living thing,
This whole human fad?
Would rather be a doll kept on a shelf
Observing without partaking,
Until resurrected and forced into life;
Plucked up during playtime.
In a few hours back on the shelf.
Worn, with messed up hair and a wardrobe change.
Back to the observation station,
The freedom from decision and disappointment, 
From rejection and failure.
Transcended into an entirely new form,
Fear and want do not exist.
No one can ever be more than human. 
But one can always be less. 

© 2010 Akroma

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Added on October 27, 2010
Last Updated on October 27, 2010



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