With skin flaps as blinkers, your view is fixed.
Your tear ducts are barren, crying never piqued.
The skin on your hide has grown impenetrable
Empathy unfelt, as you are insulated with sable.
Your flush of emotion is just a light shade of grey.
Happiness, sadness, obliterated by a pure logic ray.
Pin point pupils that have forgotten any dilation.
Sucking all life in with, poisoned, fetid, exhalation.
Are you are the model for all future human life?
Void of all feelings and the understanding of strife.
Fully evolved, a perfectly, imperfect specimen.
Devoid of sensitivity, sexuality and gift of friend.
Integrity is absent, to you, just power is wealth.
No sign of pleasure, as you quietly f++k yourself.