A race so advanced,
duplicating so romanced.
Creating clones in their image,
became apart of their homage.
We were created long ago,
but in all the years we won't grow.
This earth we live on was fabricated,
also a clone from the creators initiated.
Violent and uncontroled,
we are constantly being patrolled.
Studied and watched for improvement,
so be prepared for the movement.
The God's of our creation,
almost have us marked for elimination.
In their infinite hope,
sooner or later we'll learn to cope.
They left our destruction up to us,
but we're doomed to fail their trust.