I write - LIII

Being human was once a gift
Today that gift stands
On the brink of being thrown away
As humans strive to create
A new species - both human and animal
Neither black nor white -
A horrible ugly shade of grey

In horror,
In fear,
In disgust,

Of the yet-unborn cybrids

I write.

Playing God

http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/UK_first_country_to_allow_human-animal_embryos/articleshow/2345349.cms

What are we doing? Trying to play God?

The article says the cells will be destroyed after 14 days. Who's to say what the very scientists - who claim that this will help find cures for Alzheimers and Parkinson's - won't get carried away and allow the cells to develop into fully grown ....things???

What then? Are we looking at a new species? What will this species do for the ecological, psychological and emotional balance for an already disturbed race - us human beings?

Will we be sympathetic to it right in the beginning - as children are likely to get excited and feel for new toys - and then outgrow that feeling. What then will become of these? Will we be disgusted with these - as I already am with even the thought of it, call me closed to new things - and then what? Will we want to stomp them out like we do cockroaches? Then how will we justify the creation of these?

What ARE we trying to do?

Silence - XXI

The solitude of silence
The reverbations of silence
The honesty of silence
The facade of silence
The slivers of silence
The shivers of silence
The silence of silence
The roar of silence

Silence.

Pin. Drop. Silence.