To be, or not to be: that was the question back when
Machines did not challenge the reign of men.
Will technology replace biology: that is the question now
When computers get exponentially smarter: why shouldn’t we bow?
Thus the dilemma facing the human race
Is about hardware and coding: What type to embrace?
Whether ’tis nobler to run DNA
On an ancient biological hardware – Evolution’s play!
Or ‘tis better to get up-to-date
And run binary code on the supercomputers of late.
But who is to say?
Is it nobler to suffer in the flesh
The slings and arrows of biology as destiny?
Or to hack ‘tis cursed body; and by technology
To live. Forever!
No more sickness, no more aging, no more death
Our mortal flesh is heir to.
The choice is yours and mine to make
But what a bind we find ourselves into:
To pick between humanity and immortality.
But what is human anyway?
A temporary grouping of the bits
En route to fall apart…
Or is there more to it?
A soul? A genome code? A conscience? Or, a pattern?
Some kind of essence, anyway?
I still don’t know for sure what it is
So, why am I afraid to lose what I don’t know?