Sunday 17 June 2007

Conscience

Each day
Our consciousness
Connects
With senses
Sharpened
For the test
Within our heads
Our brains await
Signals
To evaluate
Data sensed
Brain digests
Body reacts
I am impressed
Then navigate
Without intent
Relentless
Information sent
Sense of hunger
Brings on fuel
Pain intrudes
[Damage]
[Limitation tool]
Simple transport
Simple minds
Bio-computers
[Called mankind]
Basic chemistry
Robots bond
Reproducing
Knowing wrong
-
Though
Conscious
Captures
Data flow

Conscience
Tells us
Where to go

So where does that
Fit in our frame
I think that
Conscience
Is the name
Of rules
Set down to play life’s game

Though not writ clear
In black and white
They hover
On the edge of the light

By some not seen
By the bright of their day

By others seen
Yet thrown away

To make
This game of life
More difficult
To play
And yet...
Perhaps...
More interesting?
Some
Might say

-

Egal Bohen

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