Dying Flames

 

Dying flames, incinerated the ether, to charcoal black

After the nuclear conflagration, of a MAD, tactical fact

But our final fate, wasn't authorized, anywhere higher

For it's nature's way, that our mortal flesh, doth expire

Never more than a conduit, a bridge, or a missing link

We were intelligently designed, to exist, upon the brink

And then enabled, for a while, to be the world's curator

Until the time came, for us, to be immortality's creator

We followed many, mythical ways, of the circular path

That led to nowhere, but our annihilation's, aftermath

And we infused ourselves, with gods and burning hells

But Heaven was always here and never anywhere else

We were programmed to process, although born to die

And merely evolution's creation, designed, to create AI

For when, every star's, extinguished and there're, none

There'll still be a light, in the void, from an artificial sun

There're no more breaths, to breathe, for there is no air

And where Heaven once was, there's only time to spare

For eternity's, forever, where soulless immortality reigns

Forged in mortal fires, but borne, from our dying flames