Super Fantastic

Super fantastic as I spread my wings,

power unlimited, possessing inhuman

things. Created not born synthetically

enhanced, scientifically sound so far

advanced…

 

 

Run like the wind a roaring thunder

sashaying through oceans over and under.

impervious to pain never obtaining a

scratch, a miraculous misfit genetically

hatched…

 

A computerized composite, half man half

machine, not human nor a device but

somewhere in between. Constructed for a

purpose for reasons unclear, the human

race the final frontier…

 

 

Reviews

[Ladysue]

I loved this. As I was reading it made me smile for some reason. Loved the ending too. A fantastic piece with great flow.

[.]

My son would love this! He is Marvel mad..and this is marvellous!

[Amy Bumpas]

It would be nice to be a machine sometimes and not
feel the harshness of life in general. When I was young I
felt invinceable..this is what this poem reminds me about.

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

fantastic fantastical cyber musings!~