Prometheus Unwired

In nameless mountains with snow-nippled peaks,

a frightened child was born in a chamber of freaks.

Extracted from a cryogenic womb

that shone in geometric light

was the first born of darkness

the prince of night…

                                 
Created by desire and greed

and for some superficial military need 

was a biomechanical, thinking weapon.

A genetically enhanced, alien half-breed

– Project X…a friend to man… a friend indeed?

Wired to computers in umbilical suspension

a life was fed.

Cybernetic programmer’s nurturing their joy,

unaware they’d soon be dead.

Something went wrong – a programming error

Result?

Creation and computer became a newfound terror.

Creation uncontained, killed unrestrained

washing walls in rivers of blood red rain

whilst sirens screamed the executioner’s song.

Human ingenuity managed to contain the monstrous

menace they’d created

but if they thought they’d won – they thought wrong. 

Project X was lost.

The deaths were kept secret

and so was the cost.

Man, monster or machine?

The question the creators pondered

While ‘It’, was sealed in a deep

black tomb and wondered – why?

Super-weapon and mankind’s friend

had time to contemplate a suitable end.

Waiting in the hiss of ultra-sonic silence

to bring sweet revenge.

What the human race had sired,

thought of its creators and what

they desired.

It would grant them their wish

and bring them the fire… 

just like Prometheus – Unwired.

 

P. Williams ©2003