![]() On creating lifeA Poem by Lawerence Rowe![]() A musing on creation of life.![]() So, what makes us Human? What gives us the Conciousness that we often take for granted, and somtimes even shun? The only species on the planet capable of thinking ahead, and we often throw that unique ability away for pills, booze and cheap thrills. What gives US that power and no other species? Is is inbued at birth? Or before conception? Is it a gift from some supreme deity so that we might rule over the planet? Or is it just a fluke that repeats itself flawlessly over and over and over again? What would happen if we really did try to recreate Dr. Frankenstein's Monster? Could we reanimate dead flesh? Put life back into the lifeless? What components would be required to be fresh? Would it be as easy as stitching a bunch of parts together and then shocking them? People through out history have wondered at this very thing. Few to none have actually attempted it. © 2016 Lawerence Rowe |
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