“Life”

If your world is

A group of Aussie males

Shouting down feminists

Outside parliament,

With a stupid thunder

I don’t want to be a part

If it’s materialists

With their hands on

The holy book, pouring

Their idiotic concrete

On the holy word, Life,

I don’t want your upstart life

Or a singularity

Controlling the AI

Hell or heaven,

Which controls I,

Penultimately

Lose my mind

No I don’t want that life

I’d rather death

The breath

Before the “life” you’re offering

Lose my heart

If I keep “living”

Give me Sophia

In the end

Give me Light

And shove this pity

You call love

For

I’ll die a good life

Rather than your living death