As I gander at the blueprints
of a peculiar array
for which planning has been laid out
since that very first day.
My mind can’t comprehend
the brilliant design
of this failing machine
of human kind
Not failing in all the senses
but in some that matter most
but behold there is hope!
they, no we, are beginning to understand.
because WE are all in this crazy thing
We are all part of the brilliant design.
WE are all part of failing machines.
What shall we do then?
to counteract this monstrosity?
Is there anything we can do then?
I’ll let you be the creative ones now.
The results are always more fun that way.