A species in its living idiosyncrasy, This 'naked ape' itself divine. Assured of its dreams of immortality, The first that it speaks--"This world is mine." But the has come for us to realise, That the animal we deeply despise-- Are far more civilised humanity. Mankind has lived to curse the day it climbed down the trees, But still we keep our heads held high whilst on our knees. I hope I never to see the 'perfect' world you crave, ambition is the burden we shall carry to our graves. We think that we are so in God's image we were made, All other life we deem to exploit, kill or enslave No amount of remonstration could ever show a mind so it is not 'the be and end all.' Into the future we driven on by our greed, Like rats in a we will never be free. Science is the 'new-religion'--scaples slash truth and reason, Behind locked doors where sees. Down evolution's one way street pursues his dream, Of a conceived in test tubes with the same designer genes, But like a child who to run before it learns to crawl-- he'll go crying to his 'Mother' he sees the cradle fall. I am human--I was to be the ultimate machine, With the power at my to realise my dream. Homo-sapiens--the 'master-race,' pride and joy, Taking all the will give me--what it won't I shall destroy. In our hearts we yearn to be immortal--conquer all and disease, Create a world where even death's not we can shape our destinies. A populace of people live genetically pre-programmed lives--and no-one and no-one cries. Blinded by the masses are duped and deceived, By the faces that from their colour T.V.s. They'll steal your dreams--remove surgically (but leave you scars so deep and lasting), God is man has surpassed him. Like in our playground--we contrive such foolish games, But fail to see the of suicidal aims. No how we bend the rules there's no way we can win, Not pleading Ignorance will vindicate our sins. I am human--I was made to be the machine, With the power at my to realise my dream. Homo-sapiens--the 'master-race,' pride and joy, Taking all the world will me--what it won't I shall destroy. a babe-in-arms, Believes he's of age-- And for the stars, With one in the grave. I am human--I was to be the ultimate machine, I am human--I the power to realise my dream. I am human--an mindless 'technoslave,' I am human--I am to the monsters I have made.