A Machine (New Poem)
by Tim Kavi
a machine
a machine!
is what I am
becoming in a world
of thieves
who conspire
lie low in dark rooms
to steal only
my identity
finding no cash
but who I am
stripped of meaning
so if you define me
telling me
who or what to be;
where are my stories?
for I am fashioned
by choices
that lead to driven
conscious identities
evolving over time
morphing into community
many forking paths
resolving into
the road less traveled by?
longing to be
and to remain free
you will never take
the real me.
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