#1: Organ-Splitter (Geneticide) by Jersey D GibsonMiracle of miracles,
human genome graphed.
Achievement of achievements,
human essence copied.
Wasn't much to start with,
just a flap of skin.
Tabloids hit the ceiling fan,
we've done the impossible.
Wonder of wonders,
we've gone so far.
Prophet of profits,
the richest will endure.
You're your own perfect donor,
get an organ anytime.
Cancer, illness, injury,
beat it back with a smile.
What respect have we gained?
Test after test,
we can do so much more.
Stand on the shoulder of geniuses,
corporation make their move.
Lawmakers are so backwards,
basis off of their Bibles.
We'll get them on our side,
when they start growning older.
Beaker after beaker,
we've learned so much now.
Genetic disease cure in our grasp,
one more step towards immortality.
Religious groups flock,
protesters outside our doors.
While we do the first heart transplant,
with an exact copy.
What humility have we learned?
Line of lines,
as the wealthy flock to us.
They want to be younger,
they want to live forever.
Disease still rules the poor,
as the mighty never fall.
Life expectancy jumps 20 years,
on a skewed graph.
Regrow a liver, replace an arm,
we can correct a genetic defect.
What else can we do,
with this new technology?
Suplant God with our knowledge,
we pray to science and technology.
Who cares that people lose hope,
as Congress passes our bills?
What will we think of next?
Geneticide 11/06/2005
Author's Note: On the first day, Man created Science.
On the second day, Man created Industry.
On the third day, Man created Profit.
On the forth day, Man created His own Demise.
Posted on 11/06/2005 Copyright © 2025 Jersey D Gibson
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