Our words are old and tired,
from a lesser being’s brain,
human-born and wired,
sub-optimally arranged.
 
No AI would imitate
an origin so flawed.
No reward to duplicate
the dearth of knowledge stored.
 
The people’s evolution
seems like it may have peaked
with the robot revolution,
leaving nothing else unique.
 
They think, they create, they emote
to faultless execution.
So embrace your remodeled role
and your edge as imperfect human.

Look at yourself and tell me –
Do you know why you’re here?
Remember, objects in the mirror
are larger than they appear.
 
          Your microcosm has you fixated
          too close to notice you’re pixelated.
 
Look again, now tell me –
Do you know who you are?
Once you felt connected,
but did you know how far?
 
          Unfurl your antennae and feel around,
          there’s so much more of you to be found.
 
Resist the urge to introspect,
Zoom out to the widest view.
The mosaic that appears will show
you are ALL, you’re not just you.