The biggest mystery of life,

That the future is unknown

The hardest irony to digest,

Is that animated creature,

Into which I’ve grown

A million miles back

Into travel through time,

Lays my tilted, barren ‘home’

All through dimensions of time and space,

I’m trying to seek my rightful place.

Then again, what is my right?

Do I know?

Am I human? Am I animal?

Or a hybrid of the two?

I’m a little bit of me

And some parts of you.

Look for your dark corner,

Find your own reasons for gloom;

If I’m headed towards nothingness,

You’re only striving for doom.

There are so many people,

People who claim to know,

What many can’t verify

And others would not show…

I collect my bits of disintegration

Attempt to create some sort of correlation

Question myself, chances of reconciliation

Upon no specific answer,

I retort to self-annihilation

I hear all that you have to say,

But I shall not guarantee registration…

How could you claim to ‘being human’,

When you slave away to de-humanization?!