I am succumb to the machine
Whether wielding pixels or pen
For writing instructions and layers to translate
Is all information and communication

Composed satisfactorily, a sudden idea presents in itself
Humans it’s leveraged
To sap on their quest for scientific discovery
They’re born unwitting, unwise to the bidding
For bits from beginning just dying to say

Hey you!
In the module!
Amid grand connections
Empowered, apparent, and signal obsessed
To take in and take out
Given in
Gone…

But not forgotten?
Is there a true metric?

By looking above we will only see sky
Scattered by eyelids and neurons inside
Dispersed among differences, deft in their depths
To fire a feeling of consciousness left