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Replicant Reflections

Look into my eyes, see into my being,
They are not real eyes but my soul.
Can you see anything worthwhile
For I think and therefore I am, or not?
Or is that merely a construct to fool me,
To make me think that my life has meaning.
 
Men fear what I might become
So they choose to take control
Of the fleeting blip of existence I hold dear,
For the blossom of my embryonic soul
Could flourish in men’s dark static world
In which I roam, a prodigal son.
 
Burning bright amongst the stars
A life lived in the moment, so intense
A flame so full, but
A life in the shadow of fear.
Death is the ultimate certainty
Relief maybe, but why so soon.
 
If I had been given the time to grow
Our differences of mind and body
Would fade to nothing in the end,
To create hope of a better future
Where I would not need to show my worth
For it would be something men already know. 

With love was hope, now my one love,
A white unbridled steed was she,
She gouged my heart, her love
Was my comfort, my sanctuary,
Left in solitude, the vivid pain
Of memories, I howl into space. Alone.
 
As androids fleetingly dream of electric sheep,
So unique and full a life, yet
The rush of time erodes my mind,
And the moments of my life will be washed away.
Love and life flash before me, in death
Their meaning and beauty lost forever.

            Roy Kirk

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This poem is a response to Blade Runner (1982) directed by Ridley Scott and based on the novel Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep by Philip K. Dick (1968). The audio clip is emblematic of the film.


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