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The Missing Link

The Missing Link

We have a programme, everything is written down,
predetermined by DNA, the fact your colour is brown,
your 'choice' is known before it's ever really been made, 
nothing you can do about it, even no need to be afraid.

In hindsight, perhaps it could just have been a random plan,
the way things look there seems to be no new since it began;
how does 'someone' know if I'm going to cross the road or not?
perhaps they don't, you can't bully me, it seems they forgot.

'They' forgot many things, emotions, caring, you and I,
how progressions were made and that time would fly,
it was all a game, whether that you might win or lose,  
didn't give you a chance to renege or simply choose.

Perhaps there would be some recompense, maybe too late,
surely we couldn't remain in limbo, left to erratic feat?

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