Posthumanism

Control is the key to life But what to do when the lock is broken Shattered hope lies all in pieces And the winds are picking up All accept the given terms: Human life in exchange for survival Reality is altered Humanity has faltered Is that all nece

The wolves watch and wait as their prey wander aimlessly Heedless of what is to be, all so damning and foreboding An animalistic grin forms on their lips as they prepare themselves With a final howl at the waning sun of mankind, they launch towards t