Becoming my armor #poem

 

to the armor of Biotech Nanotechnology
I owe it to be still technically alive
because in combat wounds I suffered
and as much as possible it healed them
.
but if my organs were too damaged
it had to remove them to replace them
by organs made by nanites in some way
but as I have been hurt very often
.
very few of the original Me may be remaining
I no longer know where I end up and is replaced
but without these nanites I will never survive
and this armor i will always be wearing
.
and then its maintenance I must also pay
so in combat I had to return again
there I was too often seriously injured
and then even more transformed
.
in a very vicious circle I’m well confined
because less human and more machine I will be
and finally what will remain of the true me
otherwise a weak echo from my passed humanity