Bloodspade

I hear them you know They shuffle up and down the hall They groan and vomit I heard one fall down the stairs I'm not sure they can hear me Some of them don"t have ears Every once in awhile I hear humans Not talking but driving Fast and wild And shooting Always shooting The door should hold If not they still wont get in Least not for awhile Man they stink It's worse than three day old roadkill I'm Hungry They are too Except i dont eat what they do Thats what seperates us isn't it? That and they're dead Kinda Wait I hear something Ah crap Someone's in the house I hear them They sound nice enough Hope they're armed ..

The technology revolution! Modernization of mankind! It makes life simpler! They marvel at their creation Praising their plastic and metal The symmetry and perfection Flawless But when do pixels become pigments? When do vibrations become music? When does binary become speech? When does artificial become natural? When does A.I. become mind and soul? When does plastic and metal become flesh and bone? When does technology become humanity? When?