Once upon a time
not so far from here and now
it was decreed that humans would live no longer than 37,869,120,000 heat beats.
The TICKers were installed
to count these beats
And everybody watched at their lives
People stopped running.
They stopped laughing.
For no one wanted to waste a single beat
of that now limited heart.
But--what is wasting?
Is it living in confinement for 100 years
or fully and freely for a mere 50?
Is life the act of breathing
or is it what comes between each breath--
Once upon a time,
People became afraid of wasting a single heartbeat.
They wasted their lives away.
Created: Jul 21, 2010Document Media