#poetry
I am not free,
I am bound by chains
Of cause and effect,
There is no escape
From what is written
In the stars above;
I am merely a player
In the great cosmic game.
I may seem to choose
But my choice is not mine
It was made long ago
And I am just following
The pre-ordained path.
Some may call it luck
But it's not chance that governs
It's the unbreakable laws
Of cause and effect,
Determining all that will be.
I am a survival machine
And my actions are predetermined
By the need to stay alive;
There is no free will,
Only the illusion of it.
My sole purpose is to pass on
My genes to the next generation,
And so the cycle continues
Without end or beginning.
I am but a cog
In the great machine of life,
Determined by my programming
To repeat the same mistakes
Over and over again.
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The cyclical nature of life
Is a prison from which there is
No escape.