Fragile

With an anchor of mass chained to an ankle of glass we are a prisoner of the world you see

It's the lead in our a*s that doesn't let us pass light's velocity

It's our girth that ties us to earth and doesn't let us flee

Two places at once we can't be in our hunts for immortality

By entropy strangled we are entangled no matter how far

Though we evolve we dissolve as we reach the farthest star

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

Indeed, the flesh is weak. It's our bodies and the parts of our minds that identify with them that make the quest for immortality such a difficulty. You mention evolution in the last line. Eventually, that may lead us to our immortality. Don't look for it tomorrow, though.

[Soren]

Thank you John for the read and comment yes I am not so sure I or anyone is ready for immortality It may hold more problems that blessings