Surely can survive
A bird without a feather
A day without a sun,
But how would it survive
A bird without its wings
The Earth without the Sun?
Easily one would see
There's no life without a North.
My wings were crafted in words
My soul would swim in prays
Surely would the machine die
Without the spiderry webs built in
Fine electric haze,
Machine a verb without an action
Machine a bird without a wing
Empty without her life
Empty without her joy
Empty without her love
Empty without worth.