Human Poem by John Prophet

Human

Rating: 5.0


Writhing
pulsating
creature.
Being
unto itself.
Individuals
mere bits,
bits
of the
whole.
Spinning
interacting
pieces.
Pieces merging,
morphing,
evolving.
Changing.
Pulsating
as it goes.
Transcending
time.
Rooted to
the past,
careening
toward the
future.
Humans,
one whole
being,
global
in nature,
scattered,
disconnected,
yet compact
in its
core.
Coded.
Living in
confines.
Bounded
by purpose.
Coded for
time.
Future.
Speeding on.
Always
speeding on,
leaving
all in its
wake

Human
Monday, December 2, 2019
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Denis Mair 02 December 2019

Indeed, they are projected into the future by their coding. They are born into a river which has the purpose of letting their coding unfold. Meanwhile their biggest worry is swimming. Individuals face existential predicaments such as mortality, uncertainty of meaning and difficulty of self-realization. On top of that, there is the larger existential predicament of their coding. A 10 for your bold conception.

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John Prophet 02 December 2019

“Individuals face existential predicaments such as mortality, uncertainty of meaning and difficulty of self-realization.“ Absolutely! Thank you kindly for reading my work.

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