Poetry by self-publishing dystopian and cyberpunk author, writer, and marketer Sam I am.
Writer of cyberpunk, dystopian fiction, and nonfiction. Plus whatever drives me at the time.
We keep stepping forward, each breath through time,
Each step moving closer to death and rebirth,
In a continual continuum of space,
Stepping in beat,
Moving forward,
Falling off one’s own feet,
Tumbling from this event, that thing and when,
Not really getting a grasp,
A hold of what’s going on,
Tumble forth into disaster, love and loss,
The world revolving around you,
The universe bends to your own rules,
We are the gods of our own universe,
Tumbling through rebirth and rebirth,
And not learning a bloody thing.
