" ...The beauty of the dream had vanished and breathless horror
and disgust filled my heart." Chapter 5, page 56.
A work conceived in beauty,
an ultimate goal in mind,
To create a human being,
from bodies souls left behind.
Misguided good intentions,
a man determined to succeed,
dismissing all around him,
and ignoring his teachers heed.
A creation first intended,
by the creator to be good,
but in life a hideous mistake,
having features no human should.
A body complete,
in form and design,
but an infants knowledge,
encased in a full grown mind.
No master to teach him,
no family to hold,
shunned by his creator,
abandoned, lonely, and cold.
Struggling to survive,
longing to belong,
cast out by society,
not knowing what is wrong.
Educated from a distance,
a helping hand that is not seen,
stunned by his reflection,
to his rejection he is keen.
Longing for another to accept him,
living alone is such a bore,
searching out his creator,
to bring life to yet one more.
A female companion,
to be the creatures wife,
A friend equal to what he is,
to end his loneliness and strife.
Refused by his creator,
compassion turns to rage,
determined to love another,
and die not of loneliness, but age.
So begins a tale of misery,
the creators life of woes,
the creation turns against his master,
they are now mortal foes.
The creator now alone,
no family to behold,
gains a life like his creations',
wandering alone and cold.
Death is knocking at the door,
alas it is on board,
a creation bids its farewell,
his creator lives no more.
A suicide pact is promised,
the monster in eternity will spend,
Bringing closure to the evil,
and the story to its end.
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