I am many things. A father, a husband, an employee and with the right medication an experienced lover. I create, destroy, admire, set on fire, eat, defeat, break and build. I am confused and concerned and often a bigot. I want, I need, I dream, I neglect. I am a man, forever uncertain with conviction of varied precision. Living, hoping, scheming, streaming and beaming. A mix of feelings and emotions tied inside a bag of bones and blood running a basic operating system, ready to run any kind of software I allow. So we are all, just humans, being.

What am I?

I am a killer and a lover,
raised by a man and a mother.
My constant appetite and construction 
results in much death and destruction.

Who am I?

My life is guided by hunger and desire,
and when unsure the media lights the fire.
Get this not that, be yourself, be fat,
wear a hat or not, or identify as a cat.

Where am I?

They say I live on a doomed planet,
it is dying because we damned it.
I am a human being, one of many,
all focused to have more than plenty.

What to do?

To save ourselves and all things nice,
we found ways the atom to splice.
It’s purpose to power and drive
the ships we will board so we can survive.

Where to go?

We rise and we fly, 
off to the stars beyond mars,
looking for a place to occupy,
to build new roads, cities and bars,
still asking..


What am I?
Who am I?
Where am I?
What to do?
Where to go?

Anyone, 
if you know,
please,
do show!