"Hack"

What do all our cameras see?
Do they capture it perfectly?
They are silhouettes of a memory
I cannot keep you in.
They fail to depict the touch of our skin.
They can’t recreate the joy in our laugh.
So, we feel no closeness to these shadows they cast.
So, what do they hide, what future devised?
Does malice move behind a mechanical eye?
They see only our likeness, our longing disguised.
These images recollect mere shades of the past.
Eternal shadows of all the things that don’t last
Does a lens understand what is beyond the glass?
How can we be known in a universe so vast?
Only at the end, we comprehend what’s begun,
And we will build a temple upon the face of the sun.
We are a key on a kite, reaching for power.
How terrified was the scorpion the bat devoured?
god tried to understand fear in eternity.
And understood through you, and understood through me.