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No longer human

No longer human

 

I am no longer human,

Devoid of life;

Just existing like a stone

At the entrance of a shrine.

 

A puppet,I am;

Will-less and cowardly

Toy; keyed to play

By the observers,

While they smile

I smile back.

 

A computer, I am;

Thinking what others

Thinking and planning,

While rusting and rotting

Away to oblivion.

 

A statue,I am;

Made of proteins,

Drowned in stillness

And drenched in 

Pleasures. 

 

A Hour arm of clock

I am,

Waiting and procrastinating;

Till I meet the minute hand

And for a moment;

I am human

Being productive.

 

A mountain summit, I am;

My thoughts lofty

Unreachable for them,

Actions tailor-made

Sufferings my-self

Made.

 

A lowly hell-pit,I am;

Below every one,

So narrow and swallow

To observe and understand,

Further low I go,

Preventing anyone near 

Me sink.

 

 

A rock stone,I am;

In the bottom of waters,

Made up of laziness and 

Guilt with no help;

Slowly turning green

And fading away

From life

Since no longer

Human, I am.

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