The Forge

John Prophet

The forge.
Instincts.
Hardware.
Software.
Each,
fully 
supplied.
As programed,
designed.
Each 
in its
lane.
Widget
after
sprocket.
One 
to the
next.
Pretty 
much the
same.
Generation 
to generation 
marching
along.
Cosmic 
alchemy.
Mixing.
Churning.
Manufacturing 
results.
Life, an
assemblage.
Product
produced.
Spinning
up.
Cosmically.
Machine
made.
Stamping
up lifeforms,
one then
another.
Plants.
Animals.
Cats.
Dogs.
Humanity.
Each 
in their
lane.
Being as
intended.
Following
design.
Software
imposed.
Instincts
supplied.
Forever
apart.
Creations
forge.
Alchemist 
designed.

  • Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 8th, 2025 20:28
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Comments4

  • sorenbarrett

    Indeed alchemy is a great analogy of science and technology. Well worded this poem takes one down the road to what is. Very nice

  • arqios

    The narkoses of ancient times lives on. Very interesting πŸ™πŸ»πŸ•Š

    • John Prophet

      Thank you.

      • arqios

        You’re welcome πŸ™πŸ»πŸ•ŠοΈ

      • Goldfinch60

        Alchemy brings the impossible to our minds John.

        Andy

        • John Prophet

          So much to ponder. Thanks for reading Andy.
          John

        • Poetic Licence

          A lovely write, enjoyed the read



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