The Time Machine (Poem)

I had the strangest dream

About a time machine

So, I hopped right in and took her for a whirl

But when I found the brake

Looked up and read the date

It was the year twenty-seven-hundred-and-one of the world

And so I jumped right out

And I looked about

And what do you think was the first thing that I seen?

It was a human being

That was half machine

With a titanium tailored tux

He was quite the thing!

And he said to me:

Sir, it's plain to see

You're a stranger here in my society

And since you're made of flesh

It would be my guess

You're some kind of prehistoric oddity

So, if you'll follow me

And look around you'll see

No bars, no cars, no crime, no guns, nor war

We're totally regulated

Electronically integrated

We don't even die here anymore

So, I walked around

And, you know, I found

They all had a serial number in that place

They couldn't laugh or cry

Had no twinkle in their eyes

They were imitations of the human race

They couldn't sing or dance

Had no thing, for a little romance

They were defective Homo-sapiens

They never slept

And they never wept

They were walking, talking, Homo-manikins

They sure were smart

But, they had no heart

They did everything so mathematically

They couldn't dream or love

Or even thank their God above

They were only people artificially

Well, then I woke from dreaming

And I started cleaning

And getting myself ready for the day

I looked in the mirror

And then it all became so clear…

I'm a Homo-manikin when I don't pray

© 1996 Mark Parsec

» left by Michelle

4 years 190 days ago.

I am glad that there are people in my life to remind me to pray and trust God. I also wonder if anyone quite understands what this dream was saying.

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