My Rocking Reality

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My Rocking Reality;

Conscious objects,
Are filling my mind,
And all these ideas,
Continuing to grind,
While I wonder why,
Most refuse to find,
Object like the rock,
Cannot be our kind,
And suddenly ideas,
Starts forming a link,
I’m combining the rock,
With the powers to think,
And then quick as a blink,
Feels like I’m on the brink,
Believe rocks have a plot,
Trying to become a being,
And this world is its shot,
While Universe is singing.
The stone fiercely fought,
As the moment is ringing.
It’ll give everything its got,
While the pebbles pinging,
Corrodes to dust as it rots,
As the Universe is clinging,
I think of conscious robots
If the future will be bringing.