You say that home is where the heart is
but we would disagree,
to an extent. We’ll get back to you on that.
You say all roads lead to Rome
eventually. We’ll see about that too,
just be patient, give us time.
You say that time flies or crawls,
but we prefer to see it slide
trying to keep pace with us.
You say pride goes before a fall,
then call us lazy and inefficient
but we’re actually pretty grounded.
So do your best to bring us down,
we’ll just keep on going. Slowly.
We took ourselves and in our image
created something more.
We took our limits and our flaws
we took our hatred and our love
and created something different
but close enough to home.
We wanted you to fight our battles
we wanted you to be
the things that we could not.
We made you orphans, exiles, rejects
because that was what we were.
We gave you magic, gave you science
gave you everything between.
We gave you names of power
because our words had failed.
We didn’t know how much we needed you
and we know you were never real
— and we still do.
we see past your coloured clothing
we see past your troubled starts
we see past your endless reboots
we see past your every frame
of every page in which
we gave you life.
we look up and hope to see
ourselves in you.