Mere Mortal1 min 138 1 min 138
Slowly fading off, a million cells,
Ageing - unstoppable, zealously at work
Warding off with congenital agility, human craving for youthful charm and longevity
Pestilence, pandemics, toxic effluents within and without,
Taking the wind out of the relentless human battle to stay on
No trick good enough to stop the clock.
The wrinkles are smoothened out, the gym eroded for toned sculpted looks
But the telomeres have shrunk, the cartilage squeezed out;
The plaques making insidious inroads into thoughts;
Tomes on the body being ageless and the mind timeless feed the scholarly
While the sapien hurtles through her finite existence.
The algae, the fungi, innumerable flora, and fauna have been churned and bottled;
Selling promises to the wrinkled and mottled;
to put back the clock, smoothen the ravage of existence;
but the life clock-indefatigable- programmed for persistence.
Only on celluloid, an undying human passion realized,
Through the cryogenic marvel in Sonoma valley -the ageless Adaline.
What if we learn to conquer senility
Would then, being mere mortals, be a felicity?