Prosthethics

Let’s trade—

I’ll give you this brick for that wall,
this hammer for that nail,
this cage for that field.

It’s not that your limbs were blown off
for no reason, it’s that now we have
a reason to give you new ones.

If you’re worried about losing some humanity,
what with all the cybernetic extremities,
don’t worry—you were a robot before
this ever happened.

So let’s trade—

I’ll give you this noose for that halo,
my water for your gun…drink up…
A gold medal for your efforts,
a penny for your thoughts…

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