Some say that life is but a quick interruption
A blip of opportunity that grants us the chance
Of fleeting wonderment
In an on-going state of brute oblivion.
They fear foolishly to abandon the utility and
Uniqueness of composed reality.
Anxious to extend it, in their hubris they assume
That tecno-miracles will ambuscade the natural law
Longing in the end to be the masters of longevity
Controllers of a lifespan, disrupters of death.
Shocking it must be on departing from this nether world
To find that everlastingness
Has undermined the prowess of their hypothesis.